Wednesday, July 2, 2014

Three is more terrible than two



I came across this on the internet today and I burst out laughing reading through the list and nodding at every single one of them. How bloody spot on is that?! This is what we are struggling lately with Miss Bossy. The daily challenges we face I kid you not.

If you think two is hard, just you wait. Thunderous three is right around the corner. Some even said to me, three is nothing until four! Oh my goodness, will it ever end??

Sometimes, we really need to have a laugh at situations like these. Both the husband and I love our girl dearly but goodness me does she ever test our patience! Not that we have any to begin with! lol

Go on, have a cackle. Let me just tell you that every single one of the below is exactly what we face these days I swear. #7 really drives me up the wall and it happens everyday by the way!

1. At two, they can barely talk. At three, they never shut the hell up.

2. At two, they cry. At three, they throw temper tantrums so epic, you become convinced that they are possessed by the devil.

3. At two, they’re happy to eat anything you present to them. At three, they eat only three foods (usually consisting of a starch and processed cheese.)

4. At two, baths are a ten minute event, the result of which is a clean child. At three, baths take over an hour, and result in a drenched bathroom, sopping wet mommy and 16 used towels.

5. At two, they wear diapers that can be changed on your watch. At three, they’re potty trained and the world revolves around their bladders and bowels.

6. At two, they are distracted by a box of Gerber Puffs at the grocery store. At three, they want to dictate your entire food list.

7. At two, they let you dress them, looking innocent and adorable. At three, they insist on picking out their clothes, looking like pint sized versions of mental institution inhabitants.

8. At two, they don’t like to get dirty. At three, they thrive on it.

9. At two, you can do things for them, saving infinite amounts of time. At three, they must do everything by themselves, taking FOR-fucking-EVER.
10. At two, manipulation is the last thing on their minds. At three, they own you. And they know it.

xo, Miss Leney

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