We have reached the part of summer I had been dreading. Roman was enjoyable the first few weeks, being a great kid and I thoroughly liked being with him. Probably the first summer I've felt that way. Charlie was cute and sweet, a few tempers but nothing significant. It was the honeymoon. Little by little, we have devolved. roman doesn't want to do anything, go anywhere, nothing is fun, he's bored, etc. When I tell him of something we're going to do, he simply says no. I inform him he's going anyway, and a meltdown occurs.
Charlie has entered the "push your buttons" phase. Verbally he asks "why" all the time, asks the same question two to three times in succession, or asks all of us the same question individually. When I turn the "why" around on him, he simply shrugs his shoulders and says "I don't know." Gah! Too early to be doing that! He has picked up many things from his older brother, some funny (inflections in his voice, certains phrases) and not so funny (can they please stop mentioning body functions unless they have to do it?).
We observe with envy kids in other families at the park, movies, fireworks. They follow directions in public, at least. They sit - and remain sitting. Many times they sit quietly. Why weren't we allowed at least one child like that? Why does it have to be such an effort to take my kids anywhere? It's gotten to the point where I have to lay all sorts of ground rules down about whining, asking to leave, asking for a toy, you name it.
So we're plodding through summer, and I WILL keep them occupied. Just wish they appreciated it a little more.