This past week has been an ultimate test of patience and discipline as Luke took every advantage of exercising his right to behave as many young children have before him in the rite of passage known as "terrible twos." Since we were halfway through 2 and on our way to 3, we were thinking maybe he'd just skip the terrible twos. Nope. Not the case. Instead, he decided to save up all his really mischievous antics for one solid week.
There was the one-hour whining and screaming fit one morning. Or the lunch out with friends where Luke proceeded to spend more time under the table than in his seat. Or how about the boycotting of an afternoon nap for several days in a row that led to him falling asleep on the kitchen floor during dinner (while he was lying on the floor pouting in one of his many fits).
What happened to that well-behaved boy we once knew? He obviously checked out for a week and left quite a devilish character in his place. We are finding the humor in it now, which is much better than the 2 days in a row that Jami cried over Luke's defiant ways (not to mention that her pregnancy hormones plus the summer heat amplified it all).
So send positive thoughts our way as we start a new week. This weekend was better, but we're not out of the woods quite yet.