This is when we celebrate not just a new year of our child's birth, but also our survival of what is considered by many as the most exhausting, patience-seeking year of parenthood. "Terrible Two's" are now out the window--replaced now (by virtue of the beloved birthday--that 366th day in which personalities are miraculously altered) by a more level-headed, rational child who listens intently and plays by the rules.
Hmph. Not in our house. Not by a long shot.
And according to some of the reports I've seen in the media lately, some child development experts are suggesting that the times have changed, thereby increasing the legal age in which a child may attempt to drive his parents to The Looney Bin--from 2 to 3. What are these people trying to do to us? You mean to tell me I'm quite possibly going to remain in a constant battle of wills with my child for the next 365 days? Uh, Waiter...check please.
All (or most) joking aside, life with our little hurricane has not been terrible in the least. Trying sometimes, yes. But this past year, we've watched him grow into such an amazing little boy with quite a personality. He is our child of intensity and extremes. When he's happy, he's screaming in delight as he rides his rocket all the way to Cloud 9. When he's sad, he melts in Mommy's arms like ice cream on a hot summer day. When he's angry, he summons the hurricane that will inevitably leave everyone's world upside down and in disarray. There's absolutely no middle ground. But we've grown to accept and appreciate how "passionate" he is, all while developing creative parenting strategies to help maintain some sort of harmony and balance in the house.
I've noticed some incredibly impressive changes in him over the past few months, which provide some hope that smooth sailing may just be a possibility for us. He's been sleeping completely through the night on most nights, communicating his needs in a more effective (and less embarrassing) manner, and will unbelievably go to and stay in a time-out at home and in public. Seriously, for a child with such a rebellious tendency, this is a huge--HUGE--achievement. It's just such a relief to know that I won't have to ride out the stormy seas for the rest of my life!
One thing is certain. He's a great conversationalist--with people as well as inanimate objects. The boy can talk for days. Just get him on the phone, and he'll undoubtedly give you a play by play of his life...from the beginning (you can't understand much of what he says, but it's entertaining nonetheless). Here is a bit of our mother/son birthday conversation over one of his most cherished and delectable life indulgences...CAKE!
Happy Birthday, Sweet Boy.
Wine Selection: 337 Cabernet Sauvignon Personal Rating: ***Good*** Comments: This is a really BIG wine best drunk with an equally BIG meal. It's really good though.
It's really scary how much Wyatt looks like little Eric in that video...if this video had been mixed in with all of our old family VHS videos when I converted them to DVD, I think I would have been fooled.
My Wine Personality:
For the most part I’m a chardonnay, as I consider myself to exhibit a somewhat sunny and mellow disposition
(most of the time), but because I find a tremendous amount of joy out of showering my two kids with hugs and
kisses, I also possess the subtle sweetness often found in a riesling. But don’t be fooled. I love a great
outdoor adventure and am willing to try anything once. This occasional display of boldness is thought to match
that of a cabernet, whereas my appreciation for nature suggests that I have an earthy component to my personality—very
characteristic of a merlot.
“Wine rejoices the heart of man and joy is the mother of all virtues.” Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, 1771