Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Well it's started, my children are fighting. Before it used to be that Max would take Rory's toy or food, Rory would scream and cry, and then we'd rectify the situation and it'd all be good. Now? Not so much.

Max still takes Rory's things, or takes toys that he identifies as his own and doesn't think Rory should have. Rory? She still screams and cries, but she is also hitting and spitting! And Max isn't much better. He's gotten a lot more protective of his toys and if Rory has a death grip, he's sure to slap her on the top of her head.

Take this weekend. Rory grabbed a book off the floor that Max had been looking at until he got up to get a drink of water. When he saw her with his book, he ran over and tried to take it. Rory screamed and hung on to it with quite the grip until Max swatted her on the top of the head. The good news is that I finally did not laugh at this recent development, as we all know I'm prone to doing, and instead sent him to his room, consoled Rory and then sat down and had a good giggle!

Then last night Rory decided to start asserting her own little attitude. I was getting her in her pajamas on her bed and she didn't want to stop playing. First she hits my face. When I told her "no" she stuck out her tongue and spit at me! Then Max took her toy and she started swatting at him which in turn led to him laughing and swatting her back. The problem? Rory started giggling and the next thing you know they are hitting each other and laughing as if it is a game.

Seriously people? We've got problems! And if my past is any indication, this can only get worse. Ugh!

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