Nate likes to do things himself. The thing is, it takes him five times longer to do them. This wouldn't be so bad, and is expected. But the thing is... say we're leaving to pick Nick up from school. I can start getting ready a half hour early, but it takes times because Nate runs away instead of letting me change his diaper, then when I finally catch him and drag him to the bathroom he insists on sitting on the potty. Which is great! He might pee, but he then refuses to get OFF. Then he has to flush by himself, a task which should not even take enough time to mention, unless you are Nate and it stretches out to five minutes of staring and grasping the handle while I try to explain that he's wasting water and WE HAVE TO GO.
Then Nate will try to put on his own pants, which again is great but he starts by putting his feet into the leg holes... the ones his feet should come OUT. He will run away when I try to put on his shoes or coat, then insist on putting on his coat himself.
When we finally get to the car he climbs in and immediately begins vaulting over the seats. I will give him warnings, then I'll pick him up and try to place him in his own carseat.
And this is where I fail. Because I've given him warnings, I should be able to pick him up and place him in the carseat himself. The rule is, if you want to do it yourself, you have to do it the first time (second or third times are also allowed.) The thing is, Nate fights me. And if you think it's hard putting a kid into a carseat, you should try when he's actively trying to GET OUT. He wants to climb in himself. I, of course, am out of time. We have zero minutes left before we need to be at school, and I am fed up and in a hurry. The thing is... it might take less time to let Nate do it himself than it would to take the time to wrestle him in. I just need to stand there... and wait... until... arggh!
I know it's good to let him do things himself. But when he runs away and fights doing the things we need to do, EVERY thing we need to do, until the last second... ugh.
1 comment:
'My do it myself'
'My go in front'
'My do it, not Debbie'
These are three of the phrases I hear most when I look after Little One.
I totally hear you, and feel your pain.
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