I can deal with the defiance. I am getting really good and not yelling as much(They know now when I yell, I REALLY mean it.). I can stay quite composed as I dump his 45 pound body on the bottom step for time out(I keep hoping one of these times it will put me into labor carrying/dragging him down the hall.). I am getting good and counting to ten in my head too(My jaw sometimes hurts because I am clinching it too tight.). I am ignoring the violence except when he actually hurts someone- and I will ask him to use his gentle voice/words/hands when he is getting out of hand.
But I can not deal with the CONSTANT NOISE! I just can't stand the constant sounds and whoops and eeeee's and high pitched noises that come out of that kid! Everything he plays with has a sound that comes out of his mouth. Its always very loud. Can anyone give me a volume control? And raising my voice to meet his only hurts my own ears even move. UGH. I can't wait until I can take Excedrin again. I will say I do enjoy his actual voice. He is has the sweetest sounding voice, asks the sweetest questions, and is utterly adorable when his volume level is around 3.
Definition of a boy: A noise with dirt on it.
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Just look at the look on his face in this photo! What a boy! I always felt like I missed out not having brothers, and maybe the tolerance for the noise would be something we acclimated to over the years. But I find myself wondering WHY, WHY, WHY about Joseph's constant noise too! It truly is a boy thing! Enjoy the silence tomorrow and know that I will have TWO screaming, screeching, howling boys! And I will gladly do it cause you have Joseph over so much! Actually it will be fun!
YAY! I love that you are on blogger now! I have been such a slacker at reading blogs for at least a month, so I am so out of the loop. We need to catch up soon!
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