Brendan has been 3 for almost a month now and we’ve been having lots of moments like this-
He threw himself on the ground and had a little tantrum after I wouldn’t let him have another bowl of Frosted Flakes. And the crying went on and on, so I just let him cry until he was done and then he was okay. He forgot about the Frosted Flakes and happily ate some goldfish crackers instead.
3 seems to be a tough age for Brendan, at least so far. Even though he’s getting better at telling me what he wants, he still puts up quite a fight when he doesn’t get it. It’s hard to reason with a three year old too. For example, Brendan doesn’t understand that when Chris is at work, he can’t play with him and I can’t magically make him appear. No matter how many times I try to explain it, it doesn’t make a difference. He wants his dad and he’s angry that he’s not here. And his first reaction is to scream and cry and flop around on the floor. This age is definitely a learning experience for both of us- I’m learning how to deal with his tantrums and Brendan’s learning some limits. At least I hope he’s learning.