Wolf turned two on February 6 and along with it, he is now showing symptoms of the dreaded Terrible Twos.
Wolf is a punk. He had always been this little bundle of boisterous, fun loving and super-kulit kid, running on 9 volts of Energizer. He's actually my Mini-Me in that area: can't still for long. We accepted that.
Despite his kakulitan, he has always been even tempered and sweet natured. I kid you not.
He wasn't a colicky baby. Have no problems putting him to sleep because he can sleep on his own even as a baby and now that he's a toddler, sleeping time is a breeze with him.
So the sudden changes these past few days alarmed us.
There had been a lot of fake-crying to get what he wants. A lot of kicking and screaming and lying on the ground if his demands are not met. And I'm also blaming my mother-in-law for his recent addiction, which is playing with ice cubes.
Let me tell you why I'm against him playing ice cubes: First of all, it's messy. And most importantly, he is recuperating from a cold and sucking ice would not help him heal.
Last Saturday, we celebrated his birthday at Star City with the whole family. The kids had a blast, by the way. Then we had a really big seafood dinner at Dampa on Macapagal.
Everything was going fine until the waiter placed a bucketful of ice in front of him.
And then bam!
The clamor for ice began. And when we didn't comply, it turned into a full blown tantrum-fest.
It was the first time that he did that in public, so to make him stop, they gave him what he wanted. Note that my mother is against the whole thing as well because of the choking risk.
Admittedly, we were horrified by his behavior. First time that he threw a tantrum in public. And I didn't think we handled it well.
To be fair, there had been major changes in the househould recently which disrupted our daily routine, and that must've upset him as well.
Well, we're learning and we're experimenting on ways how to discipline him. He's a headstrong kid so sometimes cajolery works but you have to show him who's boss. Because if you're a pushover like his lolas, he'll bully you. As in.
Despite the changes, we're happy and glad and relieve that his cold did not escalate into something else. he had fun on his birthday. He is a happy, and healthy, and funny kid.
Boa and I are the blessed ones in this case.
Happy birthday dear Wolfie. We have so much love for you yet sometimes there's so little time.