Category Archives: the twos are indeed terrible

The devil inside

I have a little confession to make:  Up until last month, I rarely felt all that bad for parents who complained about their kids hitting the terrible twos. No, not because three is worse (though it is, until they become teenagers.  Or so I’m told). You see, my older son is a screamer.  He shouted…

The space between

When Sebastian was two years old, he still slept in his crib. We gently laid him down after his bedtime routine, and lifted him out into a hug in the morning. He wore diapers full time. He used a pacifier to help him sleep. He needed our help to get dressed and put on shoes….

The Easter bunny’s new job

What do you get when you cross the Tooth Fairy and the Pacifier Fairy?  The Easter Bunny, of course!  She (he?  it?) is coming early to Chez Rasler this year. We’ve had ups and downs aplenty with Sebastian’s pacifier over the past two and a half years.  I still laugh in solidarity when I read…

Ten thoughts during a tantrum and one after

1.  Why is he screaming this time? 2.  I am never offering to go downstairs to get his water bottle again.  Even though I have no idea why that caused a meltdown today and not any of the hundred previous times I did it. 3.  This is ridiculous. 4.  Don’t laugh, even if he does…