Friday, February 15, 2013

Toddlers are Evil

It must be true that your youngest child is the "worst" to remind you why you are not having any more kids. This toddler is going to be the death of me.

Oh sure, she looks sweet and innocent.
 To be honest, she is basically a really good kid. She is polite and sweet, says please and thank you and gives great hugs. She also throws wicked tantrums, throws herself on the floor and likes to cry for no reason. Don't even get me started on the hair brushing. I know it is the age, but holy hell I'm ready for it to be over.

I'm well aware that it will never be truly over, though. As my kids grow up, each age brings with it different challenges and different joys. Although, all of the girls still seem to be terrified of getting their toenails trimmed. As if I'm going to slip and accidentally snip off a toe. Since I have nothing else going on, I thought I would reminisce about all the girls as toddlers today. I wish I had more pictures, but I don't have a printer/scanner yet which is next on my need to buy list.

Hannah used to have the most terrifying temper tantrums I've ever seen. She would roll around on the floor screaming inconsolably and would not want to be picked up. Harrowing times, I tell you and completely baffling. It is amazing I had another child after her. That may explain the 4 year wait, though.

Cordie was a very sweet child, but man was she ornery. She always knew how to work her parents though. She emptied and entire bottle of baby powder all over her room and covered Paige in the process. I have a great picture of Paige sitting on the floor looking like a chubby white ghost with her little baby rolls (she was about 9 months old). Cordie also prompted my first call to poison control when she slathered turtle wax all over Paige's face (they were about 4 and 2 at this point). Not poisonous on the skin, just so you know.

Paige slept in her car seat until she was about 6 months old. She cried whenever we put her in her crib and so the carseat saved our sanity. She was supposed to be the flower girl in my sister, Angie's wedding when she was two. Well, traveling with four kids and sleeping in a hotel room was not conducive to naptime. Needless to say, she had an epic meltdown and would not walk down the aisle. Hannah did not have a good day that day, either. The wedding was outside in September and her allergies were really bothering her. She is crying in just about all the pictures.

Elsa saved her "toddlerhood" until she turned 7 or 8. She was pretty much a dream baby and I'll admit I spoiled her a little because I thought she was going to be my last. She was always a very happy baby and was much loved by her big sisters too. She did take a binky until she was almost 4 years old, though. I had to have the "Binky Fairy" come and take it away so she would stop sucking on it at night. In the past couple of years though, she has thrown some monster tantrums. She is one who likes to make everyone miserable until she gets what she wants.

Emmeline loves dirt and mud and playing outside. On more than one occasion, she has come home with her coat pockets filled with little pinecones she picked up outside at daycare. If the weather is warm enough to play outside, we can usually find her happily playing in a dirt pile. Earlier this week though, it was wet and she came home covered in mud. She had splashed around in the toilet earlier in the day effectively soaking herself and requiring a clothes change. The shirt and skirt that they put on her were not quite the best choice however for going outside to play in 50 degree weather. She went straight to the bathtub when we got home.
Not a happy camper
Any fun toddler stories to share?