Hubby and I are at our wits end sometimes. I think we forget that our daughter is not even 4 years old and we expect much more from her. I hope that is the case anyway, and that we aren't raising a selfish brat. When I read other moms blogs, or am on the phone with another mom and hear their kids doing the same as mine I take comfort (it's the ones with the perfect angels that I just don't relate well to).
One lesson we just can't get to sink in for A is the Golden Rule. You know, do unto others as you'd have done to you. She just will grab (or should I say snatch) a toy from G, push him down, or hit him with something. This week in particular has been trying. We've all had a cold and so not only are we all sick (meaning less energy, less patience) we've also not been able to go anywhere and have been stuck at home inside, going a bit stir crazy. They've watched more than their quota of videos this week.
I don't really know the solution for this but prayer. Prayer that we are doing the right things, prayer that she would change and grow in self-control, prayer that we'd be patient and not just get so frustrated with her. One's sense of justice can overpower a desire to be calm when you see some child tackle your own child and take their toy, even if the offender is your own child. I still get that Mother Cub feeling and want to protect G from all that.
I keep telling her that we don't let G do those things to her and we aren't going to let her do them to him. Patience, patience, right? What happened to the light at the end of the tunnel I had been seeing in regards to her turning a corner in her attitude? I can't wait for school to start again! More regularity in our week, other people encouraging good social skills with her, plus a break for me.
Then there are those sweet times like tonight when, after reading bedtime stories, she just wanted to cuddle with G in my lap, then sing to him and pray with him before bed. My darling little girl.