Well, as much as life with my toddler is awesome and I consider each day a gift and by keeping him consistently amused with stimulating activities there are still just 'those days'. Thought I would give you all a bit of a giggle with an insight into one 'those days' for me yesterday.
It was your typical Sunday morning in our house. I get up and play with Huddo on waking and try to keep noise to a minimum so that Troy can have a much deserved sleep in from a hefty work week. But had already set up with Troy that I would be heading out at 8.50am to run to the gym do a pump class and run home. .... 10 minutes into being up. I really wish I could remember the trigger but whilst we were sitting on the floor of the living room doing a puzzle with the tv on next to us, Huddo just decided to get up and bash his hand really hard on our 42" TV. I told him off very sternly "Never EVER hit the TV like that you will break it!". It was on. He threw toys, yelled, hit me, screamed. And I tried to remain as calm as possible and said "Ok shake it off." So he ran and hid in his little tent that is in the corner of our living room....... well there was triggers and repeats of this over the course of the day and somehow, cause Troy had an assignment that he needed to work on I had this brain surgeon of an idea (she says sarcastically) to take Huddo out and go and do the groceries. Why?
Well, I must admit I'm normally very fortunate when it comes to shopping. I get whatever errands and grocery shopping I need to do with Huddo in tow very easily........ except yesterday. First time ever he was not a happy camper about grocery shopping. I kept calm and chatted to him throughout the shop trying to keep the conversation flowing to distract him. Well as we were finally looking for a checkout it happened.....
With so much ease and one swift movement, my 26 month old had managed to pick up and THROW....yes THROW about 3 metres a 3 LITRE bottle of milk! It caught me so off guard as he was actually quite calm I thought by this point... but just randomly he threw this thing and of course as you could imagine the smash and splatter seemed to run from the end of the checkouts to the start. There was milk EVERYWHERE. Pretty sure I was so embarrassed I was thinking about where the next closest supermarket was as I didn't think I could ever go there again. ....3 staff rushed over to clean it up each with a smile on their faces. "Oh please don't be embarrassed that was soooooo worth the cleanup!"............me: "I'm so sorry"..... "no seriously please don't be sorry that was without a doubt the coolest thing we've ever seen a kid in here do! How old is your son?"..... "26 months".... "WOW! We all saw that...how strong are you matey!?"....
Yeah, not the type of reaction I wanted Huddo to see as now his little face from these 3 staff laughing and in awe of his super-toddler-strength was priceless...he thought he was top stuff. So I tried to be firm and tell him despite this that throwing things is not on!.......
But as I sit here today with my son having woken up this morning back to his awesome self I can laugh about it and hey I too kind of can't get over the strength really? But oh the surprises that come with 2 year olds....Happy Monday Everyone and hope your kids aren't giving you 'one of those days'.... :)
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