Defiant Little Angel

What has happened to the sweetest boy that ever lived? Where has he gone? Please come back to us, we miss you!!!

Hunter has definitely been testing his waters, or his life at home these past few days. Granted he has been under the weather and I don't know if all the snot in his nose has somehow clogged his brain, and this evil little twin is starting to come out, but whatever it is, I hope it isn't here to stay.

The other night at dinner, I prepared Hunters plate with homemade chicken noodle soup, which for him it was really just noodles, chicken and carrots, cut up, some backed potato and some cottage cheese. Hunter began actually eating pretty good, and then this evil twin person I mentioned showed up. While I had just sat down to eat, Hunter decided to throw his spoon on the floor, ok whatever, so I say Hunter do not throw your spoon, please go pick it up, his answer.... I think I will throw my fork now too, once again I say Hunter do not throw your fork, now he looks at me, picks up his capri sun and throws that to the floor, ok so now the reasoning side of me is starting to get a little impatient and well pissed. In my deep voice, which really means nothing to Hunter right now, I say "HUNTER DO NOT THROW YOUR ANYTHING TO THE FLOOR!!!", again he looks at me, picks up his whole plate, and before Jason or I could move towards him, he throws his plate to the floor, with food splattering on the wall and floor (thank God for dogs, they mopped that floor right up, and in their minds are silenting saying "Thank you Hunter"). Jason marched over to Hunter and gave him a little but convincing swat on the butt and says, which I thought this was rather funny, "Hunter why did you do that? Your Mother prepared this dinner for you and you do not throw it on the floor", that's the part I thought was funny, your mother prepared this dinner!!! So Hunter got his feelings hurt, and maybe a little bit of his butt, which I doubt, and the dogs got to snack on some chicken noodle soup.

Next up..... Friday was our garage sale, and let me just tell you, what a day, we are definitely NOT the queen of garage sales. I sat outside from 8-5pm and sold about $7.00, can you freakin believe that??? The other part of the sub, I hear you couldn't even get in or out, but because not too many people on our street was having a sale, most people didn't bother, and those that did bother were looking for junk like weights for a coo-koo clock, well I guess our stuff was not the kind of junk they were looking for. Anyhow, back to why I began writing this. So we are sitting outside, Lori and I and Hunter is playing around in the front yard. Well, he goes down by the mailbox right on the edge of the street and stands there, ok that's fine, but then a car starts coming down the street and is going to pull in front of our house. Lori and I both say Hunter back away from the street there is a car coming, what does the little angel boy do??? Looks at us, and puts one foot on the street, while keeping the other foot on the grass, that little shithead!!! A few minutes later another car is coming, and in my deep voice again, I say "HUNTER GET AWAY FROM THE STREET THERE IS A CAR COMING", he looks back at us again, this time crosses his arms in front of his belly and again puts one foot on the street. I cannot believe that this little 2 year old, not only knows exactly what he is doing but he knows exactly how far to push it, by just putting one of his feet in the street, like look at me I'm kind of in the street but not really.

So parents out there, have any advice on how to stop this little defiant angel and to let him know that we are the boss and not him? Do kids ever learn that they are not the boss of their parents?? I just can't believe that a 2 year old, has so much figured out already. Oh boy and this is only the beginning!!! Can't wait for those teen years to role around with puberty and girls!!! So we better get this figured out rather quickly, because those teen years will be here too soon!!!