Virtuous, I am not - in relation to having patience that is. Dylan is testing the waters even further these days. He likes to push to see how far he can get. He abhors being scolded, as if to say, "leave me alone, I know what I'm doing" with violent shaking of his arms, as if to ward you away from him. He deliberately repeats an action after being scolded or told "NO!" - such as splashing his hands in the dog bowl water, turning the TV on/off endlessly, or spitting his water out so that his entire shirt front is drenched. Of course he understands, why else would he be slyly similing at your contorted face while doing exactly what you told him not to do! It's enough to make a mother pull all her hair out. But as always, he is repentant after big scolding, so that, of course, makes everything all right again...
Dylan's mode of communication is as yet, another language entirely, so if he wants something reeelly bad, he screams for it. We are now at the "we can't take you anywhere anymore" stage. He will last about 20 minutes in a restaurant, a bit longer in shopping carts and in a stroller in the mall, but he is best suited to playgrounds and sandpits. We think he just might enjoy the Meadows at Mount Charleston, so we plan a snow day sometime soon.
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