Today our sweet boy turned into a little monster right before my eyes!
It all started at toddler story time at the library. Boo, is usually pretty shy and stays away from the crowd. Well, today...
notsomuch. He was running circles around the librarian as she read the stories. He would run a circle around her and come plop in my lap, get up, run a circle around her, and then plop in my lap. He did this over and over again and was quite pleased with himself at the new game he had invented. If he wasn't running circles, he was trying to escape out of the
story time room altogether. He had me on the go for sure.
After
story time, we always play in the area of the library where they have puzzles and big
Lego blocks. Boo was everywhere!! Throwing
Legos and flicking them off the
Lego table sending them flying across the table into the faces of other toddlers. I even saw him pulling on a little boy's shirt saying, "no, no, no" because Boo wanted to play with the puzzle he had! On the one hand I couldn't believe how bold he was being. On the other, I was thinking (while he was in timeout for throwing
Legos) what happened to my sweet, shy guy? I've been wanting him to mature socially and get more involved, but this morning I kept telling myself, "be careful what you wish for..."
And then there was this afternoon. Boo and I were at the bookstore and it was not good. I brought the stroller with us so that he would be confined while I looked for my book. As soon as I let him out of the stroller in the children's section, he went nuts! He wanted to push the stroller everywhere, which was just not good in the bookstore. He had a FIT when I took it away from him. I finally was able to pull it away from him and I snuck off to hide it while he rolled on the floor. When I returned, there he was about to push on the emergency exit door. You know, the door that says, "alarm will sound if door is opened". I felt like things were moving in slow motion as I ran towards him shouting, "NO, DON'T TOUCH!!!!" in that slow
motion-y kind of voice. Luckily,I made it just in time. As I was putting my heart back in my chest, he proceeded down the aisles, pulling books off the shelf at random. I was huffing and puffing trying to repair his path of destruction. And THEN, he was climbing up the shelves!!!! I would pull him down, only to have him start climbing again. I kept thinking, who is this little terror?
By that time, I had had enough!!! I
literally wrestled him into the stroller with him screaming at the top of his lungs and me trying not to laugh at the whole scene. We checked out and left ASAP.
So, you know when you see that child running through a store like he has no upbringing whatsoever...and you see the haggard mom trailing behind and you think to yourself..."what kind of mother is she? That one year old is running all over her". I know you've seen her. She's the one we all swore we would never become
before we had children.
Well, today my son was that child and I was
that mom.
Thank goodness tomorrow is another day.