Showing posts with label sibling rivalry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sibling rivalry. Show all posts

Monday, February 17, 2014

Baby Pepper Attachment PART 2

Lil Sis carried Baby Pepper around with her 24/7 for a few weeks. Not to be outdone, Big Bro decided that Baby Pepper should be his special toy not hers, after all, that is just the nature of early childhood sibling rivalry. 

I convinced him that another tan, stuffed dog, simply named "Doggie" was his special friend. Doggie was given to Big Bro by an acquaintance as a welcome baby gift. 

Big Bro accepted this and for a while both kids toted their respective dogs around, and even out to dinner one night.


Lil Sis calls Doggie "Big Bro's Arf" and seemed ok with the arrangement. At first. Just a few days ago she has left Baby Pepper behind and commandeers "Big Bro's Arf" whenever she can. Doggie is now the stuffed toy of choice and we are back to them rivaling over it. It doesn't help explaining to Lil Sis that Doggie belongs to Big Bro. I mean, that's how Doggie came to be called "Big Bro's Arf" in the first place. Logic is lost on an almost 2 year old.


This time there is no obvious decoy toy to avert one of the kids' attention to. Even Baby Pepper can't extinguish the fights.

But as they say, this too shall pass. Just no one buy them any more stuffed dogs please, unless perhaps if they are identical.

Monday, November 18, 2013

Like Nails on a Chalkboard

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The sound of my kids fighting and it's not even 7am.

Competitive screams. Longer. Louder. Higher and higher pitch.

"Noooo! I wouldn't!" is how my 3 year old protests.

"Mommy you carry ME!" said while clawing at my clothes or clasping my ankle while lying dead weight on the floor as I carry Lil Sis and a bag of groceries.

Endless tantrums over a missing trinket.

3 year old wanting to be a baby. 1 year old wanting to be a big kid.

In some ways parenting gets easier...in other ways it gets WAY harder.

But they're so angelic when they're sleeping...





Tuesday, September 3, 2013

What I Wish My 3 Year Old Could Understand

To my 3 year old son,

One of the most important lessons that you will learn over the course of your life is simple: Be Yourself.

It can be a hard lesson to learn. Peer pressure during your school years can be harsh. Culture will tell you to be this way or that way to fit in with your classmates and want you to follow the latest trends or risky behaviors. Luckily we aren't talking about that level of peer pressure--yet.

The reason I wish you could understand how important it is to "Be Yourself" is because lately, you are forgetting. You have forgotten how pleased you were to learn new words, and speak in sentences, and how proud Daddy and I were of you that we can talk and tell stories together. You worked so hard to learn every new skill you could in your 3 short years. You have become such a funny and charming boy. You are so smart, athletic, artistic, strong, and can do so many cool things.You are becoming more independent too. Remember just this week you went outside all by yourself, for the first time ever, to collect fallen leaves for an art project!

Your sister is just shy of 17 months old and this summer she learned to walk and now she is learning to talk. She has become more opinionated and is developing a personality of her own. You see these developments in her, and you see how proud Daddy and I are of her to be growing into herself and her own personality and acquiring new skills--the same way that you did at that age (and continue to do)! So the green-eyed monster rears its ugly head a lot lately. You know the green-eyed monster....it appeared on a recent episode of The Berenstain Bears where Sister Bear was jealous of Brother Bear's new bike.

From: The Berentain Bears and the Green Eyed Monster
You copy your sister, her grunts and gestures, her way of baby talk. You want to be carried, and dressed, and treated like her. What you don't understand is that she wants to be a big kid like you. She wants to run and jump and be silly just like you. She wants to talk like you and play whatever you play. At your soccer lessons this summer Daddy and I had to constantly pull her away from trying to kick soccer balls so she wouldn't get run over by 3 and 4 year olds. She is still just 1 and rather wobbly. She can't yet do all the wonderful things you can do, but boy does she wish she could!

You don't have to be like your sister to get our love and affection. You just have to Be Yourself. Your wonderful 3 year old self! I'm sorry if I'm not making that obvious. I'll try harder, and I will be patient, and someday you will understand.

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