This morning we were back to some flagrant two year-old behavior. We took Evan to Toys-R-Us over the weekend and bought him some new things to play with. He fell in love with a three-pack of mini monster trucks and immediately adopted one of them as his current favorite toy. It’s a neon green monster truck with giant wheels, a skull and the name “Grave Digger” emblazoned on the side (what, doesn’t everyone want their toddler playing with the Grave Digger?). He’s named this vehicle “Aunt Ryann’s Truck.” For the record, there is an Aunt Ryann, but she drives a blue Jeep. And no, it does not have a skull. So we’re not exactly sure where this specific nomenclature came from. Anyway, he gets really upset if Aunt Ryann’s Truck is not within sight. At all times.
So this morning we were happily driving to daycare until he spied Aunt Ryann’s Truck sitting on the seat just out of reach. Since we were only about two minutes from our destination, AND we aren’t allowed to bring toys from home to daycare, I knew that giving him the truck would be a total disaster. Until I parked the car, I heard nothing but “want Aunt Ryann’s Truuuuuuuck!” Then it went from bad to worse. I went to unbuckle his car seat and he grabbed the sides of his car seat and wouldn’t let go. Tears poured out of his eyes. I finally pried his hands free and muscled him out of the car. Man, if physically yanking your kid out of the car doesn’t make you feel like mother of the year, I don’t know what does.
He cried all the way into the house, pleading for the truck. I couldn’t find anything to distract him from his wailing. Finally, I had to give him a big hug and just leave him there so I could go to work.
Two year-olds. Charming? Most of the time. Rational? Not so much.
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Aunt Ryann gave me your blog and I had to comment on this one...my favorite bike shirts have skeletons on them so I completely understand a truck with skull and "Grave Digger" on it...way to go...
Grandma
Your competition for MOTY is fierce (if you don't ready Newly's blog, follow the link on mine). Monster Trucks with skulls should not be left unsupervised in a vehicle. Perhaps he was just looking out for your well being...?
Neon green with a skull? I like it, I think that will be my next paint job.
To be honest, I am torn. I want to agree with you that he wasn't acting rationally, but Aunt Ryann's Truuuuuuuck does sound cool. But maybe I am not an impartial judge. Kinda felt my heartstrings getting pulled just like the first time he said "Mo Mo, pease?" I would give that kid anything he asked for right now. Its kinda like the pout lip... powerful beyond any defenses I may possess.
Just call me Aunt Grave Digger!
Is this what I have to look forward to? I read the post before this one, and it seems that the good outweighs the bad...can't beat someone asking you for kisses and hugs!
all i have to say is "what the hell?!?" how come aunt ryann gets a truck named after HER and aunt abby doesn't? :)
That is so my child right now. This behavior is just starting and driving me nuts.
If distraction doesn't work, then leaving them be IS the only answer.
Painful to watch, but come on!
I think you handled yourself well!
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