How not to behave with your sibling

I thought we were having a pretty good day.

Ane had just woken up from her nap (DRY), and I cheerfully handed her a fruit snack packet and some apple juice. After she’d eaten her treat, I gave her a new pad of blank paper to color on, and sharpened up the colored pencils. For a while, all was well with the world.

Then Tad woke up from his nap.

I made Ane move from the living room floor to the kitchen table with her paper and pencils, and went to fetch Tad from his crib. He was in a pretty decent mood, and he and I sat down on the couch to watch a little news. Ane even brought him a few of his toys to play with. And all was well.

Then Ane came back into the living room, walked up to her brother, and shoved him. Hard. For no reason at all.

“Ane!” I yelped in shock. “Why did you do that??”

As she walked away, she said, “I just felt like pushing.”

I sternly warned her that I would definitely “feel” like giving her a time-out if that happened again. She accepted this, and then went back to her coloring. Tad, a little confused over the whole thing, went back to playing.

You think you know a kid, and then she comes out of nowhere to shove her brother.

Welcome to the Trying Threes – old enough to speak, not old enough to reason with or control their impulses. *sigh*

This entry was posted on Tuesday, January 23rd, 2007 at 12:15 am and is filed under Children.
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