I cannot believe the highs and lows I see day in and day out with a toddler. She’s up, she’d down, she loves you, she hates you, she’s having a great time, everything is terrible and awful.
I also have reason to believe toddlers are magical.
Tonight I called my mother to complain about a day that had been tantrum after tantrum for hours. She came to the office with me and it took me have an hour to get her into her socks, boots and coat and then to convince her to leave. Of course, once I let her push the elevator button all was fine and dandy. She didn’t want to do this, she didn’t want to do that, she kicked and screamed and the people who heard me try to get her into her car seat after our last stop probably thought I was physically hurting her.
And my mother answered the phone and I started telling her about my day and the top of my mind was our trip to Chapters. We walked in the sunshine, I browsed and she went over to the play area. I checked in on her a few times and eventually sat down to watch her play.
It was the first time I have ever seen her play with other kids, rather than just playing beside them. She interacted with the two little boys who were already there. She played with the trains and she toy shopping cart and vegetables. The little boys had scenarios and she was talking back to them and went along with the game. One little boy introduced himself and then asked her name and she came right out and told him. Just a few weeks ago at the start of soccer class they sat the kids in a circle and asked her name and she didn’t know how to answer the question.
In a day full of stubbornness, she’s still absolutely amazing.