Terrible 3's

So we've made it through the 2's! I tell you what, the 3's are MUCH worse... I suspect my following posts will have a lot to do with how terrible my 3 year old is, and how wonderful my 16 month old is.

In fact, this quote sums it all up...

"Maximum Cuteness officially starts at 16 months and lasts until they are 3 and become assholes." - Parenting. Illustrated with crappy pictures.

So this was me this morning...

La la la now you're just somebody that I used to know la la la - Dressing Elijah...

Chase comes in holding up a tub of yogo. The LAST tub of yogo. Why does that matter? I hear you wondering... well Ashton already ate 9 of the other 11 tubs yesterday.

Yesterday I yelled, because the week before he ate 10 of the tubs of yogo, and the week before that, 5 in one go. The week befo.... get my drift?

So today I'll try a different tactic. I take the yogo and sit on the floor. Take the spoon and eat a spoonful with all the sound effects... mmmm, yummmm, deliiiiicious!

Ashton starts to cry.

"Chase, Elijah, Jaidan, come here please!" I yell.

6 feet come thumping into the kitchen, they all stare at Ash then back to me.

I hold up the yogo. "Who wants some?" I ask. This is followed by a chorus of ME ME ME with Eli saying "more!". Ashton comes over. I tell him no, he's not allowed any more because he ate all the custard yesterday and didn't share with the other boys.

So here I am, handing out spoonfuls of chocolate custard to 3 small children while 1 stands there staring at me.

I wonder if he'll stop now?

He's 3, and he's turned into an asshole... I hate the Terrible 3's!

I love Ashton, really I do :)