But MOOOOMMMMM!

It's always something, ya know?  With kids, that is.

Having an almost-four-year-old boy is what I imagine having a thirteen year old girl to be like.  A.T.T.I.T.U.D.E.

I've heard of the terrible twos, but oh wait, it's actually the "psychotic" threes... but better yet, the friggin' fours (and I am OBVIOUSLY substituting the would friggin' for... well, you can imagine!).

My sweet little miracle baby gives me a headache.  That two pound twelve ounces sweet, sweet, miracle baby is smart.  And completely irrational!

One day, he wants to brush his teeth with the lights off.  Fine.  Brush your teeth with the lights off, go for it.  I can't see a thing.  The next day, I turn the lights off in anticipation that he's going to ask anyway.  But that day, oh no, don't you dare turn the lights off!  I WANT THEM ON!  Oh, ok, no problem then.  We'll turn on.  Weeelllll, actually mom, let's leave them off.  Ok, off it is!  (example of psychotic three)

By the time I drop Ronan off at daycare and Titan at school, I really need a minute to gather myself.  It's like a war most mornings, ya know, navigating the temper tantrums, the crying baby, the whining dog.  So I sit in the parking lot and think positive thoughts.  (Like a one-way ticket to a tropical island... warm, positive thoughts!)  And then I think of all the funny shiz-nit that Titan does, and the world seems MILDLY better.

A few nights ago Titan and I were picking out his clothes for school the next day, and the conversation went a little something like this:

Me: "Titan!  Where are all your socks?  There are only three pair in here and I just did all the laundry.  Where are the rest of them?"

Titan: "Oh, they are right here!" (He takes the pillow off of his bed and shows me inside the pillow case.  Sure enough, all his socks, un-matched now, of course).

Me: "Why are your socks in your pillow case?"

Titan:  "So this way I always know where they are and I can sleep on them."

(Confused look on my face)

Titan: "I don't know mom, its just what I do.  (shoulder shrug) Its just what I do".

 
Sometimes you just have to accept the crazy and remember that "its already perfect".