My husband doesn’t even know this yet, but the little guy broke out of the bungee cord lock on his door. I have no idea how he did it. It has been working successfully for weeks now, and then tonight I heard a huge crash, and then the familiar thump thump thump of his feet coming down the hall. That guy, he is exhausting. Its a good thing he is cute, and generally good-natured. It is hard to get too upset when I see his sweet smiling face.
I think my big guy is getting restless with our long summer days. This past weekend, he wanted to go shopping with me so badly. I told him repeatedly that he wouldn’t find it fun, but he insisted he wanted to go, so I took the chance to have some one-on-one time with him. I get to do that so rarely, and I look forward to whatever alone time I get with him. It didn’t take very long before he decided I was right, however, and he was not having any fun at all.
We had to look for some kitchenware, towels, etc. Well, he really preferred to look at toys. At each store we went to, I let him at least look at the toy aisle. Because I still have a small baby at home, however, my time away is limited to about 2 1/2 hours, and I had a lot that I needed to accomplish in that time. So, I had to hurry him through a couple of times. Finally, he had enough of me. He saw a transformer toy that he REALLY needed to look at, and I told him it was time to go. He YELLS, “Mommy, you are always thwarting me. You are making me CRAZY!” Wow! I had to fight myself not to burst out laughing. How many 4 year olds tell their mom that she is always “thwarting” him? Poor guy. I had to let him look another minute after that comment.
He was then happy until we got to Target, our last stop of the day. Target is pretty much equivalent to Disney World to my boys. They just love to go there. Well, unfortunately, I had to thwart him again when he wanted me to buy him a Batman toy. I had a hungry baby at home (not to mention the already abundant supply of Batman toys), so I told him we had to leave. He then told me that it is no fun being a kid. He said he just wants to be an “adult” and if he was an adult, then he would let kids do whatever they want. He said he would always buy toys for them. He then stressed that he especially wouldn’t buy toys for just one boy on their birthday, but always for the other boy too. I think he has really been holding onto some anger about that one (and, by the way, he only has to wait 3 DAYS after his brother’s birthday until his own birthday!).
I remember being a kid and feeling like it was so unjust that there was a “Mother’s Day” and “Father’s Day”, but no “Kid’s Day”. My parents always told me that every day is “Kid’s Day”. As a kid, this definitely didn’t sit well with me. Since I can remember these feelings of living in such an unjust world, I feel like I can be sympathetic to my Z and his frustration with me. So, I gave him a hug, and told him that I was sorry that it was so hard to be a kid. I’m still not going to give him presents on his brother’s birthday, but I suppose I can try not to thwart him too many times in one day.