This week has been a crazy week. I thought that Jack had already gone through the terrible twos, but boy was I wrong. Jack has always had a very strong personality, but lately it has been out of control. He has thrown some pretty impressive temper tantrums. Here are just a couple examples:
Tuesday we went to the store, and he did not get what he wanted, he cried all the way home, so he when to straight to his room when we got home. When I put him down he hit me, and tried to push me out of the way to get to the door before I closed it. He then proceeded to hit and kick the door while screaming, "Mom open this door." I had to go in three times before he would apologize.
Saturday he was playing with Mr. Potato and kept throwing it. We told him to stop throwing it, or he would go to his room. I went into a different room and heard poor Mr. Potato head hit the floor again. I asked Jack if he threw Mr. Potato head, and he said, "No mom, I did not throw him." Even though Papa saw him do it. That is the first time Jack has ever lied to me. I was shocked because normally when he does something wicked he confesses.
Today was probably the worst yet. I told him it was time to take a nap and he needed to pick up his toys. He started screaming and throw a block at me. I again told him to pick up his toys and he tried to hit me. So I put him in his bed and left. I went back in to talk to him and he hit me again, so I left. He hit and kicked the door for a good thirty minutes, while I was trying to calm West down. He finally fell asleep. When he woke up I asked him to apologize and he said, "No," and would not look at me. So back to his room he went. I went in a couple of times to get him to apologize and every time he hit me. Happy Mother's day to me. Man where did my sweet boy go? If any one finds him please send him back.
Even though Jack has been a pill, the good times out weight the bad times. Here are a couple of pictures we took this morning.
Jack and West
Even though West is not looking, I love Jack's face.
