Showing posts with label stubbornness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stubbornness. Show all posts

Saturday, November 17, 2007

A Glance Into a Wonderful Life.

For the last couple of months our house has been a war zone. We are all stressed out by David's behavior. Is this just the terrible twos? Is he perhaps just a strong-willed kid? Could it be that all boys this age are a handful?

Imagine my surprise when a miracle occurred through all this turmoil. A few days ago, my son didn't misbehave once ... really! David spent the first half of the day at pre-school. As he was having lunch, he started telling me that he rode a tricycle, painted, read books and ate a cupcake at school (although I'm not sure about that last one since he doesn't care much for sweets). Then out of nowhere he started singing "Happy Birthday to you, Mommy." I have no idea where it came from so I was in shock. I usually have to ask him over a dozen questions before he tells me anything about school and suddenly he was volunteering all this information without being prompted. When I told him it was "nap time," he actually ran upstairs to his room. That's when I started suspecting that the teacher had finally lost her patience with him and drugged him.

Following his nap, we went to the library where he sat on a bench for half an hour and looked through the books by himself . When he was done, he put the books back on the shelves. He also played a few computer games and when I told him it was time to go, he obliged. After checking out a Russian book from the library, which David insisted on taking out, he was quietly "reading" it by himself for a long time at home.

Seth "built" them a house, furnished with a portable boom box and a florescent flashlight, that preoccupied the kids for some time without me hearing any arguments.

There was no screaming that day. No temper tantrums and no pushing/pulling Julia. In fact, every one of David's requests were followed by "please." It was a miracle of a day!

I realize that a lot of families have toddlers that may be very easy-going who never act out; perhaps that's why there are so many families with 3+ kids. I had a glimpse of what a life would be with a well-behaved child. It's peaceful, relaxing, enjoyable, yet boring at times -- and I would do anything to have it every day! But knowing my child as well as I do, I won't bet on a day like this happening any time soon.

Now there is a chance, however slight, that I might actually get a taste of having a happy two-year-old. Julia is fifteen months old and is the sunshine of this family. She is friendly, agreeable, happy and incredibly adorable. At this rate, she won't experience the terrible twos.



However, at fifteen months, David was just as agreeable, happy and adorable. We'll just have to wait and see ... and pray for some more miracles.

Thursday, October 18, 2007

A Baby By Any Other Name Would Smell As Sweet

For all the love David may have for Julia, he refuses to call his sister by her proper name. Even under threat of intense tickling, he flat out refuses to call her "Julia." Instead, he'll only call her "Baby."

I would rather he calls her by her proper name than an impersonal classification. After all, Nataliya and I argued considered many names before agreeing on "Julia."

To an outsider, it may seem that he doesn't understand what is being asked of him, but a recent interaction proved otherwise. Julia and David were having fun in the bathtub, playing with their bath letters and numbers when I started up with David:
Daddy: David, say "li"
David: Wee.
Daddy: No - "Li"
David: Wre.
Daddy: Close enough. Say "ya"
David: Yaa
Daddy: Good! Now say "ju"
David: Yuu
Daddy: Great! Good job!
Okay... so I've established that he could approximately say "Julia" if he wanted to. I just needed for him to paste the three syllables together.
Daddy: Say "liya"
David: Reya
Daddy: Now say "Juli"
David: Yuree.
Daddy: Say "Ju. Li. Ya."
David opened his mouth as if to say something and then paused. After a few seconds, a smile appeared on his face. He looked up at me and took in a deep breath in preparation for his reply.
David: BABY!!
Damn! I thought I had him!
Daddy: No. Say "Julia"
David: Baby!
I even tried breaking it down for him.
Daddy: "Ju. Li. Ya."
David: Bay! Bay! Bee!
Daddy: Say "Li"
David: Baby!
Daddy: Say "Li"
David: Baby, baby, baby, baby, BABY!
It was hopeless. It's unclear what he thinks he's achieving by not saying Julia's name, but his resolve is admirable, if not frustrating. Let's hope he can put that same determination into his schoolwork and career.