My 4-year-old has started becoming very strong-willed, stubborn, independent …
Whatever you want to call it, the result is that I’m physically strained to keep up with the little booger.
Cade is cute, and he has the most heartwarming smile. But his defiance is wearing me out.
When we cross the street, I expect him to hold my hand. But that just won’t do. He either wants to walk on his own or he just sits down wherever he is. The end result is that I pick up this squirming 35-pound wiggle-worm to get to the car, house, store, etc.
When I try to put him in a car seat, he stiffens his back, twists to the side, cries out … he’s a strong little boy. I used to be able to distract him with a song or a book. But now it has to be just the right book, and he definitely doesn’t want me to sing. (Channeling Simon Cowell?)
By the way, the car seat is not an option. I’m persistent until he is properly buckled into his “big boy” chair.
And, so it goes. As long as Mommy is involved, he’s determined to resist or disagree.
Welcome to the WWMF (Wiped-out Wrestling Mommy Federation).
– Linda Lynn