In recent months, there have been a number of UFO sightings in and around China, even shutting down the main airport in Shanghai. Now, I believe, there is hard evidence of alien visitation right here in Hong Kong. It happened in the middle of the night some time last week.
My obedient and delightful children have been replaced by defiant, monster babies.
I hadn’t utilized ‘time out’ in weeks. Everyone seemed to be adjusting and settling into our new routine really well and THEN… One day this past week, TwinXY found himself in ‘time out’ four times before noon. He woke up at 9. I think he was trying to set some type of record, though I am unsure which: 1) how many times he could land in time out per hour or 2) how far he could jump to bridge the gap between the couch and the ottoman. He proved to me the day before, he can remember for longer than five hours, that there is chocolate cake in the refrigerator so I am not buying for one second that he forgot that I told him “no” a mere 20 seconds ago. He has also discovered that a single-handed shove to the sternum (with his alien derived super-human strength) will knock just about any other child to the floor, instantaneously making it his turn for whatever.
TwinXX threw a tantrum, the likes of which could not have been produced by any (human) offspring of mine, so she has clearly been replaced by her alien clone. For a full six minutes, she stood in her room, flailing and screaming like a banshee, “RIGHT NOW!” in a futile effort to be let out of time out early… like now. Right. Now. Later, in the playroom, she cornered a four-year-old boy and then chased him all over the room, shaking her finger and saying firmly, “No, No, NO!”. I don’t know what he did or said – it must have been bad. He is probably lucky she didn’t strike him down with her alien laser eyes.
For as tough as things can be, I might be a glutton for punishment. I have to admit that I love this stage, at least now, in its newness. It’s cool to watch their wheels turn as they make a decision to be (or not) obedient, and I really appreciate it when they make the right choice. I also like to see them pushing boundaries and asking questions. After all, we are getting to see their grit and what type of drive and determination they possess inherently.
So, either they have been replaced by aliens or the East Side Plinkas have turned two. Would someone please tell them their birthday isn’t for another three weeks? I can’t; they stopped listening to me weeks ago.
Survival techniques appear at a very young age. The
‘ME’ focus is truly awesome to behold, isn’t it?! And you’ve already found out that just like dogs with their shock collars- -sometimes it is just worth it. It IS fairly amazing to watch! Enjoy it now; eventually it becomes one of the most long enduring, most frustrating parts of child rearing!
this sounds like a repeat of the terrible teenage years that you also have fun to look forward to in the future!