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Dear LittleBrother,
I love you. I do. And, dang, you’re cute. Last night when you crawled in bed with me after your bad dream, I could have snuggled you for hours. The way you say, “Mommy, I love you all the times,” kind of makes my heart melt, over and over and over. And over. You know, since you say it all day. I love you all the times, too.
Which is why I need to write this letter.
I looked at your Daddy the other day and said, “Is it just me or is LittleBrother becoming increasingly difficult?” He laughed. And nodded. Emphatically. Of course, we know what’s up: you’re almost three.
For most of this year, you have been a ray of sunshine with intermittent storm clouds and the occasional lightning bolt. Really, you’ve just been great. You listen well. You clean up toys. You attempt to share and do so better with people other than your older brother. You sleep well. You all but potty trained yourself. You’re a good eater. But the reason that people made up the myth of the Terrible Twos was solely to make sure that parents let their children live until they were three… so they could then laugh at those going through the Tyrannical Threes that no one prepared them for.
Oh, the threes. Your brother took us for a wild ride. I thought that maybe, just maybe, as you have strikingly different personalities, you might skip the Tyrannical Threes. Looks like no dice on that one. Recently you’ve been trying to shirk your bedtime but still waking up just as early. Your use of the word no in your very unique high pitched squeal is becoming more frequent. The attitude you deliver certain lines with can be alarming (and, really, kind of funny with your teeny-tiny voice). And the issues we’re having with food as of late are making me kind of twitchy. I really don’t like to twitch, Bubba. I don’t.
I know we’ll survive the threes. We will. But, really, if you could just tone it down a little bit until maybe three-and-a-half, give me some time to gear up, that would be spectacular. You won’t be three for another few months. I don’t need a preview. I know what’s coming. I understand the arguments we’ll have. And really, I guess I’m prepared already. I’ve been here, done this. But I just wasn’t ready for you to grow up, to move forward to the point where you won’t like me anymore. You’re my baby. I’d really like you to like me for just a little longer. Is that too much to ask?
It is?
Oh. Well, the good news is that I do love you all the times.
Please just remember that you love me all the times the next time I put you in time out for whatever you’ve done or said. Okay? And maybe you could snuggle just a little bit more. Yeah? Please?
Love you all the times, even when you’re almost three,
Mommy
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11 Responses to “A Letter to the Growing Tyrant”
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My name is Jenna, aka FireMom. I blog here, 
The 3′s are terrible. Good luck to you. My youngest will turn 2 this month so I know I’m in for it, too.
C @ Kid Things´s last [type] ..A Thankless Job
Three didn’t really bother me. One was the age that scarred me for life. Maybe he’ll do the Alexis thing and give a brief, but spectacular, view of what three can be, but then move on. Maybe.
Burgh Baby´s last [type] ..You Cant Say I Didnt Warn You
This is sooo sweet, made me tear up. Just wait till he turns 13! I have a teen now, and boy do I miss the three year old she was!
Three was SO much worse than two was! Kiddo still has a tiny little munchkin voice at 5 1/2 years old. Good luck and batten down the hatches, full steam ahead!
Elizabeth´s last [type] ..Freshman Initiation
3 is KILLING ME over here. And we’re only 4 months in.
Jenny´s last [type] ..9 mo
Twitter: katie_in_ma
says:
I used to say that three was terribly two, but ON PURPOSE! I believe I even did a little jig when Bee turned four this week because I knew there was hope.
(Also? That might be my new fave LB photo! It’s brilliant and soooo captures his personality!)
Katie in MA´s last [type] ..Through the eyes of Gracie
My youngest granddaughter must be behind. She has been the perfect child until this year when she turned 4. “NO” is her favorite word and she screeches it most of the time. Sometimes she says with a little laugh. Sometimes she just says it. But it definately is overused.
Twitter: busymommaval
says:
We called them the horrendous three’s. Yeah, two was nothing with the first and barely anything with the second. BUT THREE?! OMG
We’ve watched other kids and recently laughed as our two sets of best friends went through the three’s with their only daughters at the same time.
Sanity saver…? The problem is our kids are too smart. We’ve researched how 3′s go with many kids. All the smart kids drive everyone crazy at 3. Price we pay for the smart brats. lol
Val´s last [type] ..Other Kids Issues
What a sweet post…Just found your blog for the first time….
Happy Fourth!
Grammy Girlfriend
Oh my, I could’ve written that, and we’re just in the midst of the Terrible Twos w/Max. Handsome pic. Glad I found your blog again. Thanks for sharing that!
I too could have written this post myself with a son who is only a month away from the end of his “Terrible Twos”-I am definitely not seeing an end in sight when he turns three-thanks for the warning! It does get better by the time they turn four, right?
Anita´s last [type] ..Day 1