Some times (often?), William drives us crazy by testing the limits. E.g., he'll look at us with this devious and intent stare, and then take his cup of water - faster than a blink of an eye - and dump its entirety on the floor. Then, just after we've finished cleaning that up while he's in Time Out, he'll come out, stare at us again, and start trying to play with computer cords or some other forbidden play thing. And then he'll start throwing things and generally wreaking havoc. Invariably, multiple tantrums are involved and we struggle to keep our tempers under control. While we appreciate that he's learning to be independent, this "myself" attitude is challenging.
Thankfully, days like today come around just when we're feeling at our wits end. He behaved wonderfully at a friend's house for brunch, alternating between eating *three* (yes, you read that correctly) waffles and playing with his blocks. He laughed and smiled and talked with everyone while swimming in her roof deck pool. He took a good nap and followed that with sharing his tricycle with our neighbor's 18 month old daughter in the courtyard downstairs. He sat well at a restaurant, eating his wada (a salty lentil-based donut type thing) while Greg and I ate our thali plates (the day's special). He talked with me at the bookstore down the street while Greg searched for a book for a friend. All in all, about the most happy and successful day we've had in at least a month.
Now, if only we could figure out what causes (encourages?) this type of day and we could honestly say that the "terrible twos" don't apply to William. I always am an optimist!
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