I can’t remember where I first heard it, but I once heard teenagers described as assassins of happiness. I think toddlers are assassins of stability. You are constantly on edge about what chaotic thing is about to happen when around toddlers.
I’m convinced this anarchic nature of toddlers is not by coincidence.
Beth and I have followed the expeditious family planning path thus far. Ivy and Sage are separated by exactly 21 months.
I love toddlers. Ivy is so much fun. She is also so unstable. This, I think, is the part that is no coincidence. Infants are more predictable. They eat, they cry, they poop, they sleep. That’s about it. You can pretty much rely on those 4 activities from an infant.
Ivy’s standard response to any question is “no, yes! No! Yes, No! No, yes!”
A normal interaction with Ivy:
“Ivy, do you want some blueberries?”
“NO! YES!”
As I walk to the kitchen to get her blueberries –
“No, no, no, no, no.”
I turn around.
“You don’t want blueberries?”
Ivy – “Yes!”
“You do want blueberries?”
Ivy – “No!”
I walk away from kitchen, giving up on the blueberry mission.
Ivy – “No, no, no, no, no.”
I stop, “Ivy, do you want blueberries?”
Big, beautiful, irresistible, dimpled smile – “Yes.”
We get blueberries.
Sage’s standard response to any question is to stare at me blankly. This infant response defines stability.
I love Ivy, but when I need a break from the hectic instability of a toddler, I go to Sage for some reliability. They are equally loved if only for the sake of my sanity.
I love being a dad.
All the toddler attitude:
No Coincidences 