I recently have mastered the art of making Gwen's life a living nightmare. No matter what I do she is in a constant state of despair. Take today for example; I decided that Gwen needed something fun, just for her, so I signed her up for a little toddler gym class at the local gym. It was just one hour a week for eight weeks or so. Today was the first day. Screams were echoing on our street as I had to tackle her to get her dressed to go. "I DON'T WANT TO GO TO A CLASS!" scream-wail-scream. Finally I drag her, kicking and screaming to the toddler class. We get in there and she turns in to shy mode. Who knew that my daughter was painfully shy. She would stand in the back and hang her head and try to participate, but wasn't as rambunxious as the other kids. Her teacher even pulled me aside and told me that I may want to work on her "ball throwing" with her at home. Duly noted. Gwen is not a good ball thrower, but she can read. Okay. So anyway, I thought Gwen would be dying to go home from this torturous experience. No no, I had to drag her kicking and screaming out of the gym because she wanted to stay in her class. Nevermind that all of the other children went home. She wanted to stay. I am a horrible, horrible mother.
How can I win with this kind of mindset? Drag her in only to drag her out an hour later.
I remember last summer thinking of how weird it was that I would spend an hour getting everyone ready to go swimming only to drag Gwen, unwilling, to the pool.
So if you are looking for ways to torture your toddler; try being an involved parent, sign them up for classes, take them swimming or to the park, read to them. On the other hand if you want your kid to love you pop in a DVD of Dora, push the repeat button and get something you need to do done.
Can I just say that I really hope this is just a phase she is going through?? Where is my sweet little obedient compliant girl?? I miss her!