Carter is going through the threenager years & I am in anger with it.
For those of you who don’t know what the threenager years are, here is a description:
Think ALL of the teenager years at once. Think all of the awful behaviours that happen… mooch them into one year and you have the “threenager year”.
-Using the “Hate” word ALOT.
-They have thoughts and feelings of being seriously misunderstood.
-Happy one minute, raging the next.
-They are destructive to their items & there bodies.
The only treatment known to Man at this point is moving onto the Whiney Fours. And then you will end up in the teenager years STUCK there for 10 years. Excited yet? Let me help you get even more excited.
Just some of the convos with Carter lately.
Carter: I hate Danica, I hate Daddy, I hate Mommy, I hate Josh ::starts looking around room for more to hate:: I hate Josh’s bed, I hate my bed, I hate my clothes, I hate….
Carter: Shut your face Dana, FAT Dana.
This morning for example…
Dana: Guess what we are doing today!
Carter: ::scrunched up dirty face::
Dana: No? Okay, we are going to the Dentist
Carter: I HATE THE DENTIST ::whiney voice:
Dana: Than we are getting haircuts…
Carter: ::in the middle of my sentence:: I HATE HAIRCUTS
Dana: for all of you boys ::talking over the wretched screaming:: AND THAN WE GO SEE SANTA
Carter:: I LOVE SANTA.
Dana: You clothes on though.
Carter: I HATE CLOTHES.
AND THAN FIVE SECONDS LATER…
Carter: I love you Mommy, I love …. this & that.
The threenager years are awful.