This too will pass...

Ahhh, the "terrible twos" as they are called are upon us. We thought Owen had challenged us some from 0-12 mos or from 12-24 mos, but NOOOO, he was saving the really good stuff for 2-3 years. Now that he borders at around 38 pounds, he can really show us what he is made of, and likewise, we do the same. Every day is a new day, thankfully. We go to bed at night saying prayers about being good listeners, trying to share, being kind to one another and I always throw in one about patience. That mommy and daddy need lots of patience. Most books and people have been telling us that this is totally typical, very normal, practically predictable....so we persevere and hope that the next day will bring a renewed spirit and a little bit of maturity. He can really throw a tantrum. He gets his whole self in to it. Full of detailed spewing about what it is he WANTS or DOESN'T WANT!! Yesterday it was the whole pack of 12 juice boxes, instead of just the usual one. Lasted 20 minutes and included heading the door, kicking the door and trying to scratch me. NOthing gets me more riled up than my kid hurting me, so I had to leave him in the basement to work it out. He did, and we survived. Lots of deep breathing goes on in our house and thank Heaven for prayer, because without it, Owen might have ended up on the curb by now!! I like to think that we will look back on these days and laugh, till then, there is little laughter.