Archer is SO wound up today, he's wearing only a pullup and socks, he refuses to get dressed. He's running around, screaming, taking a 30 second break to watch what's on t.v., making a train that's about 20 cars long, screaming that Shelly took ONE car from the long train, running up and down the stairs...
And Shelly's taking her cues from Brother Bear, his energy feeds her, she's chasing after him, or running away from him (depending on the balance of power with who has more train cars), shouting, wearing my underwear on her head (she pulls them from my drawer and then walks around wearing them like a necklace), crying "owie" every time I don't pick her up... She now brings me the little elastics for pony tails and hands them to me, turns around, and stands in front of me, waiting for me to put them in her hair. Then she laughs and reaches up to feel the little sprout of hair sticking straight up.
I've noticed that Shell completely depends on her older brother for cues on how to react to everything. If he runs around screaming when I turn on the vacuum, she thinks there's something to be afraid of and runs away from me, climbs onto a chair and watches from afar. When she's around a crowd she doesn't know, she chases after him, as long as he's happy and she can see him, she's happy too. When he's shy, cautious, upset, she responds in the same way.
Archer, for his part, is a social butterfly, running around to talk to everyone, completely unaware of his sister's need to stay close to him. The kid is almost four years old and he's ready to take on the world. But first, he needs to conquor his parents.
The daily struggle for power in our house is easing a little bit but not a single day goes by without him testing something. And in this, too, Shelly is following her brother's lead, little complaints because she wanted a cracker not a carrot (she takes the food from me and defiantly throws it on the floor), or she doesn't want to go to bed yet, or he has the toy that she really wanted. The lesson of sharing will go on for the next 15 years at least, and this I know from personal experience. Maybe not toys, but sharing space, sharing time, sharing...
And on another note, as adults, we could probably still do a little better with sharing... David, you know what I'm talking about... SHARE your DESSERT for goodness sake!
And Shelly's taking her cues from Brother Bear, his energy feeds her, she's chasing after him, or running away from him (depending on the balance of power with who has more train cars), shouting, wearing my underwear on her head (she pulls them from my drawer and then walks around wearing them like a necklace), crying "owie" every time I don't pick her up... She now brings me the little elastics for pony tails and hands them to me, turns around, and stands in front of me, waiting for me to put them in her hair. Then she laughs and reaches up to feel the little sprout of hair sticking straight up.
I've noticed that Shell completely depends on her older brother for cues on how to react to everything. If he runs around screaming when I turn on the vacuum, she thinks there's something to be afraid of and runs away from me, climbs onto a chair and watches from afar. When she's around a crowd she doesn't know, she chases after him, as long as he's happy and she can see him, she's happy too. When he's shy, cautious, upset, she responds in the same way.
Archer, for his part, is a social butterfly, running around to talk to everyone, completely unaware of his sister's need to stay close to him. The kid is almost four years old and he's ready to take on the world. But first, he needs to conquor his parents.
The daily struggle for power in our house is easing a little bit but not a single day goes by without him testing something. And in this, too, Shelly is following her brother's lead, little complaints because she wanted a cracker not a carrot (she takes the food from me and defiantly throws it on the floor), or she doesn't want to go to bed yet, or he has the toy that she really wanted. The lesson of sharing will go on for the next 15 years at least, and this I know from personal experience. Maybe not toys, but sharing space, sharing time, sharing...
And on another note, as adults, we could probably still do a little better with sharing... David, you know what I'm talking about... SHARE your DESSERT for goodness sake!
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