And they are here. Hands flailing, legs kicking, its tantrum time. They come in various forms too. Captured are some of golden moments...I am sure the platinum are awaiting the right day and time (muhurat)
3 AM: RK in crib, DT and me in bed right next to the crib
RK: Amma...(wails)...Thooki (pick me up)
Me: Taachi pannu..allarumay taachi (Go back to bed, everyone is asleep)
RK: Amma, thooki...crib taachi no no..RK bed taachi
So of course it being a Saturday night when DT and me stayed up with LOST (ahem, the series) and me being too bleary eyed to protest he got to come to the bed. RK scores one!
8:15 AM: We are trying to get RK to have his milk in a sipper and leave the prized bottled. Ooh,..what terrible parents we are!
RK: Paal (milk)
Me: RK, ethula paal kudikanum? (What must RK drink his milk in?)
RK: Silent,..looking at me. Sad puppy eyes already starting to take shape.
Me: RK sipper la paal kudikanum. I go on to name his friends that have moved on from the bottle (whether or not they have!)
RK is put in his chair. He refuses to open his mouth for the sipper spout. He is constantly talking, repeating etc. but nothing goes in. I insist. Hand flail...legs kick. His forehead creases. He develops a sniggering cry (if you know what I mean!). He pushes the sipper bottle away, his hands clear anything in their way. God forbid we make the mistake of keeping anything close by that can tear, break, fall etc. I give up. Tantrum successful. RK scores one!
More to come...
1 comment:
There is more to come darling!!
Consistency and patience is the key they say!! They sound good but they are extremely difficult. Anyways I cannot complain on the 2nd scenario - transition from bottle to glass was seamless for me (my wonderful son was total cooperative on this!)...but yeah I can totally relate to the first one. Crib is supposed to be the best (& safest) place for kiddos but kiddos look at them like a detention area.
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