Sam and I had a very, very tough year during his three's. That's saying it lightly. There were days that I really did not know what to do with him and he probably didn't know what to do with me. I've never been a yeller, and I'm sad to say that I yelled more than I have in my whole life last year. I think that I read every single discipline book over the year and something would work for a few weeks and then it would fizzle out. And, I was worn out. I really thought that the Lord had given me an impossible child.
Then, he turned four. And I started seeing some fruit from all of those discipline books.
It didn't happen over night, but Sam is really starting to turn into a very sweet child. He is still strong-willed and will still try to argue me till I'm in a million pieces, but he will actually admit when he's wrong now. (!) He says the sweetest things and he actually shares with his brother without me threatening to take the toy away if he doesn't share. He doesn't stomp away when I tell him he is wrong. He is really becoming a delightful person to be around! We still have our days, but they are much fewer and much farther between. I'm so thankful.
So, Mom, you were right...not that I ever doubted you, I just didn't know how true it was. Thanks for telling me over and over and always encouraging me through that tough year. There is no doubt in my mind that there will be other really hard years ahead (and days, and weeks), but for now, I'm going to enjoy this very sweet stage that my Sam is in.
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That's so great, Sherry! I feel that way about 3 after a very hard 2. But we're going through a rough patch right now. Discipline Boot Camp is currently happening at our house. *Sigh* I am looking forward to 4. All my friends' 4-year-olds are really delightful to be around.
Sweet Girl! Those discipline books helped, I'm sure (and I probably need to borrow, um, all of them), but your faith, your example, your heartfelt prayers . . . I know all that contributed to the adorable personality of your Sambini-dini. So, not that you need it, but b/c I want to say it, "JOB WELL DONE!" Okay, well, maybe the job won't be done until he's married, but still . . . I love you both!
I am in tears. It's good to know that things will change. Boys are so different than girls. Three is different than four and Zachary is still two. Breathe... Lord help me! I do want to be able to get through it without all the blood, sweat and tears. Think of me and pray for me b/c Zachary is two hands full and I need God's grace everyday. Love you and so glad you are enjoying the fruit of your labor.
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