The key word that surrounds our toddlers is tantrums. They come in bucket loads; just when you think they’re getting the hang of being little people, there they go again right into a huge meltdown. My 2 and a half year old Little Man is no different, he has tantrums sometimes over the smallest things. When it snowed a few weeks ago and some snow fell onto his toy plane he had the mammoth of all tantrums. Oh and when he worked out he couldn’t pick up his own shadow…well that was tantrum central. However, even with all this I have to admit I am loving having a toddler. He literally makes my Mummy heart burst!
He is my little friend, when he was a baby he pooed, slept, pooed, had a bottle, pooed, cried, pooed. You get the jist, there was a lot of poo. Now though he is this little person; he talks to me, he asks me if I’m okay when I hurt myself and well, he is just brilliant. We spend a lot of time just the 2 of us and it is great to have a little buddy to spend the day with. He has a very cheeky sense of humour which makes me laugh but its the times where he is not trying to be funny that amuse me most. For example, I asked him the other day if he was thirsty, he replied with ‘I’m not thirsty, I’m Little Man’. The seriousness in his voice was hilarious. I also told him a couple of mornings ago that he had a croak (he had a croaky voice), he was holding a stress ball from his Daddy’s study at the time and has forever more called that a croak!
So amidst all the tantrums and the slight fear of him growing up and not being my baby any more, I love this toddler time. It is a little glimpse of the sort of man he will grow into and watching him soak up everything around him is magical. Toddlers are awesome. Fact.