One of my favorite phrases is, “Don’t sweat the small stuff,
and it’s all small stuff.” In a toddler’s world, the opposite is definitely
true. It’s all big stuff. A few of
B’s biggest problems lately had me thinking if the roles were reversed, how
would the world operate? If the problems of toddlers weighed on adults,
productivity, society, the economy- it’d all go out the window.
An adult would walk into work an hour late and have to
explain to their boss, “two of my Golden Grahams were stuck together this
morning so I had to spend twenty minutes wailing in agony at the kitchen table
until mom poured me a new bowl.”
At lunch, they’d spill food on their shirt and have an
absolute meltdown because “My shirt is wet and I don’t want to wear any shirts
that don’t have Thomas the Train on them.” Not to mention, it’s pajamas. That
they’ve been wearing for nearly 48 hours.
They’d go to the bathroom and later cry inconsolable
alligator tears because “mommy flushed my poopy before I could show
daddy.” Yes, that happened. And it was
both tragic and hilarious at the same time.
Countries would be torn apart over the concept of having to
share toys. Regimes would fall at the notion that a leader should put on his
socks. We would sooner go to war than eat a vegetable, and no one would ever
sleep because that would require a bedtime.
Isn’t it good we all grow up? Or, what wouldn’t we give for
those problems to be the biggest in the world.
B is 2 and a half today, and though his problems may seem
small, he is such a big boy. His personality, his energy, and his love are
larger than life. He makes us laugh every day, even if it’s the kind of
laughter I have to hold in while consoling a boy who just wanted to show daddy
his poopie.
At 2.5, B likes: trains, planes, cars, building, running,
swimming, snuggling, his cousins and friends, mommy, daddy and max, and most of
all, cereal.
He dislikes: bedtime, broccoli, and having to wait.
