Being a parent is hard.
Putting aside all the stuff you experience once you join the club, the stuff people sugar-coat for you before you join the club, and then you realize everyone was lying—ready to say. “ha, gotcha!”, or they were too tired to remember the truth.
I just want to focus on the changes parents need to make when they are infront of their children.
Two things happened today, that made me realize that there are probably things I am teaching Owen that I shouldn’t be.
1) Tickling
Tickling Owen is awesome. Mostly because his laugh is awesome, and everyone is happy (and a little tired afterwards).
Today, Owen tried to tickle me.
Owen doesn’t understanding tickling.
Owen’s version is like having a baby try to torture you.
While getting dressed this morning, before putting on my pants, Owen runs up to me, and starts to pinch. My bare legs. With both hands.
All while giggling and smiling.
Each time I removed one of his pinchers, he used the other to replace it.
It was painful.
He loved it.
2) Frustration
While trying to get him dressed this morning, he wasn’t having it. He wanted to do anything other than get dressed.
I’m not a morning person, and I tend to breathe deep (and loudly) when I am frustrated.
So there I am, with an uncooperative baby, running late, consoling dog in the way.
I turn away and smack the floor to get everyones attention.
Finally, we get dressed, hugs, smiles, although we are running late, we are moving along.
Owen runs out of his room, and takes a deep breath and croutches towards the floor a smacks the floor.
Great, so now he pinching and smacking floors… can’t wait till he shows his mother.


