Thursday, October 14, 2010

my little monster

Tatum is 3 now. She has been for almost 6 months. I chose not to send her to preschool. On days like today I'm glad that I made that decision. She is my little buddy. We went to the book store today and we looked at books. She was very agreeable and even walked into the store on her own (she still likes to be held....)

But the 3 days leading up to today have been miserable. She threw fits everywhere we went. She screamed at me and refused to walk. I've had my hands full. On days like those, I wish that we had preschool. It would be so nice to send her away for 3 hours. :)

I thought I was coming out of the terrible 2's but who ever coined that term didn't have a 3 year old. Forget terrible 2's try terrifying 3's!!! 3 is so much harder than 2. And of course my last child decided to be my most difficult one.

4 comments:

Jennifer said...

Glad you found my un-private blog. lol.. I guess I have one for when it's something more private and then the other to share with the world. Who knows... Anyway, I still read your blogs and enjoy all your stories and cute pictures! :) BTW, Ammon loved Indiana Jones too. Such a great ride.

Lorie said...

I agree - 3 is much more terrible than 2!!

Yvonne Hansen said...

Most days I'm glad I didnt put Bri in preschool too! I only have precious months left before she goes to school forever!
I say enjoy her!!

Rachelle@atticgals.blogspot.com said...

Hang in there. 4 is my favorite age, next to 10.