Christmas was crazy. The holidays are always a little nuts anyway, but Logan is a huge fan of Christmas. He loves Santa, he loves the special movies, he loves the Christmas-themed audiobooks from my parents. But all the excitement makes him a little...wired. Like Santa himself, on speed. All of it left me feeling pretty discouraged. Discouraged enough to break down in tears on Christmas Day. It's so hard to tell him the same thing every day, multiple times a day. You know how with a toddler, you have to repeat yourself all the time? That's annoying enough. But imagine if you were still giving him the same reminders 5 years later, and just as frequently. We've been telling him "no hitting" since he was a year old. He still hasn't developed enough self-control to consistently stop himself.
But to be fair, we aren't always completely consistent with our discipline, either. I'm fairly certain we let him slide way too much. But honestly, we can't come down on everything, or the child would never leave time-out. And the kid is getting an attitude, which I'm pretty sure he picked up from his tween sister. He does the same stomping off that she does. Of all the things to pick up on, it had to be that. He couldn't, for instance, mimic any of the useful skills I've tried to show him countless times. Nope, he watches me show him how to button his pants and he doesn't even get close to doing it successfully. But throwing an overgrown temper tantrum is a piece of cake. Go figure.
He wants to be a chef when he grows up. He keeps asking us if he can be a chef yet. So we're letting him be an assistant chef and help us. After all of the above frustrations, I wonder if being a chef is completely out of reach for him. But maybe not. Give him a job in the kitchen, and the weirdest thing happens...he settles down. He's focused, he's gentle (it's the only time we don't have to tell him no hitting), he's calm, he follows directions. He's an awesome helper. So maybe, despite everything, it's not so out of reach after all.
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