In this corner...

I’m feeling defeated today. Beat down into the corner by a spunky little man who has big attitude and energy to spare. At daycare our little attention hound pushes, hits and/or pinches kids if he’s not the spotlight. At home, he pushes, hits and/or pinches if he has too much attention. He knows we’re not going to play that game, and yet that game is played. Constantly and always bracketed by rounds of hugs and luv luvs.

He fights us when we try to get him dressed. He fights us if we try to get him undressed.

He whines because he wants food. He whines because he doesn’t want to food we give him.

He whines because he can, and therefore he will. About anything.

He wants to pet the cat. He wants to squeeeeeze the cat. He wants to kiss the cat. The cat does not want him.

He cries when daddy leaves. He laughs when mommy takes him to daycare.

He…is two. And he's winning this round.