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May 20, 2008
Three is the new Fifteen
I am often amazed by my children and the things that they can do. It is a wonderful thing watching little babies grow into toddlers, then into full-fledged "kids" and beyond. But there is an interesting phenomenon that I think every parent experiences at some point. For the purposes of this blog entry, I'll call it the "Where in the heck did he get that from?" moment. Those little moments when you could swear that you have, not a three year old, but an extremely short teenager living in your house.
Jonah has been working hard to give us one of these moments almost daily lately. And, I have to admit, I am much too prone to laughing when he catches me off-guard, which is probably not the best reaction to some of these choice phrases. The other night, Jonah got frustrated with Jon and me, so he pounded his fist on the table and yelled, "Knock it off!" Now, I don't remember ever saying this choice phrase to him, but you know, I say a lot of things in the course of a day, so who knows?
We've been having a lot of battles with Jonah about him taking things out of Josh's hands and during one such confrontation, Jonah became so enraged at me that he yelled, "Mommy! I hate of you...because...I...don't...love you!" Now, really, where does a child of three come up with those words? I actually CAN guarantee that neither Jon nor I has ever said anything even remotely close to this. I am sorry to say that I did laugh when he said this because it was just so absurd.
One of my all-time favorites occurred because I have been trying to get Jonah to understand the difference between rude and polite behavior. (Good luck, right?) So one time when he didn't like what I was telling him, he said, "Mommy, you are ruding me! And you are the....the...the biggest GIRL!" You guessed it...I laughed. I'm so ashamed.
Luckily, these little explosions are spread across moments in which he offers an unsolicited "I love you" or says, "I'm not mad at you Mommy because I'm just happy" or when he wants to sit on my lap, or asks for a kiss or hug. Or, my personal favorite, when he snuggles up next to me and says, "Mommy....let's talk" He sure can be a sweetheart. And the rest of the time...well...at least he's entertaining!
Posted by Jon at May 20, 2008 09:50 PM