You can tell Brayden is almost 2 these days. Terrible 2 that is. I usually post all the happy moments we have here in the Snow family...but let's be honest, we all have little monsters that come out of our sweet and innocent children at times right? Please tell me I am not the only one. Whew! This last weekend we encountered two {how ironic} episodes where I thought for a brief moment that I might have to call an exorcist to bring my precious child back to me! Ha! That's not funny...I know, but he truly decided that this weekend was his weekend {for whatever reason} to exhibit his controlling nature {that he does not get from me-I swear!}.
My mother attempted to bring him on a Merry-go-round.
I told her that:
#1 He is a chunk of love handful.
#2 He would certainly resist going back into the stroller once the ride was over.
{she begged to differ}
#3 That he would probably be more than she could handle.
{she begged to differ again}
So...she bought him a ticket, and off she went. First-she put him on a horse, and after he tried to get this ride movin' {and it had not started yet}...he loudly insisted that it was "boke" and started to climb off of the horse. {meanwhile I am observing, taking pictures and giggling}. She puts him on a camel, and after trying to get that one to move {and the ride still had not started yet}...he only got louder in his accusations that the ride was indeed "boke-boke!" Grandma finally moved him for the third time to an ostrich...yes you heard me...and ostrich on the Merry-go round. As my mother was exhausted at this point and the ride had STILL not started yet-she tried to encourage him to Giddy-up Giddy-up! My sister in law Tara looked at me and said, "Did she just tell him to Giddy-up on an ostrich?" We both broke out in hysterics. Finally...the ride started-and Brayden was happy as can be! Afterwards my mother tirelessly carried him back to the stroller, and admitted that it was indeed a daunting task! She said, "I couldn't convince him that the ride wasn't "boke!"
Too funny.
{don't say I didn't warn you!}
I'll share more about his second tantrum episode later this week....writing about more than one a night might just give me nightmares ;-)
5 comments:
Yep, those two year olds take a lot out of you. And what is it with carousels taking forever to start...we had that same experience at the zoo!
I feel for you. We've left the two's behind and are now on the cusp of teenagerdom. I'm not sure who has the worse deal. :)
oh my...those pictures perfectly match your story. LOL what a chuck of handful love.
happy PSF!
I once read the only way to survive a two year old is to roll with the punches, literally :)
Here’s my photo story. happy Friday!
I remember those days all too well! We will be going through it again just when our oldest will be going through the beginning of the teen years...good thing they are cute! :
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