I think I’ve mentioned this in the past, but I really, really dislike three. I think the person who came up with the phrase “Terrible Twos” should be drawn and quartered. Two has nothing on three. Add in a little brother and I can count on one hand the number of times since he’s turned three that Butter hasn’t taken at least two trips to the Thinking Chair. It’s that bad some days.
So, like I said, M and I took Butter to see The Lion King on Saturday. Just the three of us.
He. Was. WONDERFUL.
Basically, from the moment he found out he was going out with just us, he was so well behaved. He was great during the movie. He was patient, he didn’t talk too much, he didn’t shout out the way some of the other kids in the theater did. He asked for snacks politely. He asked for more water in the sweetest whisper. He told us thank you when we got home. He continued said behavior until we started talking about going to pick up Little Bear. It’s like a switch flipped in his brain and he started deliberately disobeying us again.
We’ve had issues with Butter acting out. Sometimes he wants his brother’s snacks and we give them to him. He wanted to try Little Bear’s cereal the other day. That did not go over too well, because Butter thinks formula tastes disgusting. Try telling him he drank that stuff two years ago. He’ll look at you like you’ve got three heads. I always feel so bad on the nights when M is working and Butter wants to do something while I’m concentrating on Little Bear [for things like bedtime or his last bottle of the evening], and I have to tell Butter I need to take care of the baby, but will get to him ASAP. But sometimes, as soon as possible just isn’t fast enough for my big boy. So, M and I learned a valuable lesson on Saturday.
We’ve always said we wanted to spend time with the boys as individuals. I just had no idea we should start sooner rather than later. We’ve made a vow that we will spend time with each boy, separate from his brother, at least once a month. Sometimes it will be both parents. Sometimes it will be just Mommy or Pop. It’s important to do that, as Butter’s behavior on Saturday pointed out so clearly.
I was just happy to have my Butter back, if only for a few hours.