Terrible Twos

Aaaaand we're there again. Watching my daughter enter the phase of her life where she becomes all at once unreasonable, inscrutable and insufferable kind of reminds of the time my wife and I first realized she had been conceived. One of the first things that popped into my head was how we had only just gotten through toilet-training our first kid, only to have to go back to changing diapers in a few months time.

Well, it seems like Apel, my first-born who turned five last February, is only really just getting over his terrible two streak (which still rears its head every now and then), when his sister, the once perpetuably adorable and personable Tala, has started to go all Jekyll-and-Hyde on us. The tantrums she throws border on epic, really.

This little phase is actually okay for me and Theia as parents to deal with, considering we've both been there before, but the difficult part is preventing Apel from socking his sister every time she pulls his hair or kicks him. As one can imagine, we aren't always successful.

What's really classic about the Terrible Twos is how the kid can want seemingly everything and nothing at the same time. She'll scream for milk but shove it away after you've mixed or poured her a glass (oh yes, she drinks from glasses now, not bottles). She'll want to play with a toy only to chuck it the instant you hand it over to her.

It would seem that at this particular stage she looks most for her mother, which I suppose is in the proper order of things. She still has lots of affection left to spare for me, though, in between her tirades, which come and go with the suddenness of summer showers. It can be pretty mind-blowing, all things considered...