Wait until they start fighting. My older one really isn’t a toddler anymore, she’s 4. My two year old is insanely intelligent and if it wasn’t for her size you’d think she was about 5.
They fight over EVERYTHING.
“Oh, daddy. This is my favorite song.”
“NO IT IS NOT! IT IS MY FAVORITE SONG. Tell her. Tell her the Beatles are my Beatles!”
“Baby, the Beatles belong to everyone. You can’t have them all to yourself.”
“She’s not getting my Mick Jagger though. He’s my favorite! She just said she likes this song because I said it!”
“I did not. I’m older I liked it first. I’m bigger than you!”
It’s a lot, isn’t it?
Wait until they start fighting. My older one really isn’t a toddler anymore, she’s 4. My two year old is insanely intelligent and if it wasn’t for her size you’d think she was about 5.
They fight over EVERYTHING.
“Oh, daddy. This is my favorite song.”
“NO IT IS NOT! IT IS MY FAVORITE SONG. Tell her. Tell her the Beatles are my Beatles!”
“Baby, the Beatles belong to everyone. You can’t have them all to yourself.”
“She’s not getting my Mick Jagger though. He’s my favorite! She just said she likes this song because I said it!”
“I did not. I’m older I liked it first. I’m bigger than you!”
It is constant.
Amazing. This is my future…
I’m sorry haha. Maybe you’ll be better at discipline than me. I fail miserably at being hard when I should be. It just isn’t in me.