Why is it that some days are SO GOOD and others are SOOOOO BAD? It seems like its one extreme or the other, with Archer really crabby, whining and crying about every dumb little thing and Shelly really clingy, wanting me to hold her and entertain her every second of the day. And some days are great, Archer going along with whatever's going on around him, agreeing to do what I ask, playing with his sister, and Shelly happy to just watch her brother running around, laughing at him as he makes lion noises or plays with his trucks.
A couple days ago I took Archer to the grocery store with me and he had a big fit and laid down on the floor and started crying (not just once, but twice). And yesterday, at his doctor appointment to follow up on the eye injury (which is doing just fine), he was PERFECT. I mean, really perfect, really amazingly well behaved and compliant with whatever the doctor wanted him to do. I suppose part of it has something to do with a stranger telling him to do things, and he probably felt a little intimidated, but its really amazing how he can be so difficult sometimes and other times what a perfect little angel.
Sometimes I try to figure out what the situation is that keeps everyone happy, and try to repeat that situation, but a lot of times it feels really random. (Ok, not the grocery store incident, because I wouldn't let him get the toy he wanted, but other times, when he's just randomly crabby.) So, another challenge of parenthood - trying to keep everyone happy, or at least not completely mad, and as soon as I figure out how to do that the whole dynamic will change because they're getting older and have different stuff going on. Only another 20 years to go...
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