Lessons I’ve learned in the 2nd year.
-Urine might actually be the worst of your problems. This is an improvement.
-Make all the vows you want about TV not being part of your parenting strategy. Good luck with that.
-Developmentally speaking, the point at which a child can string 4 words together converges very closely with the point at which a child begins negotiating their bed time.
– Most baby toys are a scam. Balls, blocks, Tupperware. Bam.
– Sometimes you cry just because you don’t know how to stop.
– Kisses really do function well as topical anesthetic.
– Talk to your child about how to handle stress and frustration, and your child will talk to you when they’re handling stress and frustration. Except when they don’t and just kick you.
-They listen to everything you say. Every. Thing. You. Say. And will repeat it, sometimes 2 years later.
– Just because he’s 2 doesn’t mean he wants to listen to ‘Itsy Bitsy Spider” et al. The Jackson 5, the B-52’s and Johnny Cash can make one helluva dance party.
– Watching him grow and develop is an endless parade of fascination and delight, but there will always be a part of you that wishes he could stay forever a chubby 10-month old that naps on your chest.
– The problems of the childless are such cute little problems.
– Almost every form of video entertainment is now too long for you.
– Store-bought baby food is a scam. A blender/food processer and a steamer. Bam.
– Bath toys are a scam. Tupperware, again. And cups.
– I said this in my last lessons post, but it bears repeating because with every new sentence uttered, every new walk discovered, with ever smile when you walk in the room, with every stolen peek at his little sleeping self your exhausting stupid painful empowering unquestionable love for this tiny creature dizzies you with it’s complete and utter lack of boundary.
And thus I remain, many credits short of a degree.