No one told Will that he isn't two yet. So, he decided to start the "terrible" part early. We always knew he was precocious!
Last night, we took Will to get a haircut. Of course, it wasn't his best time of day, but he's usually pretty amiable...well, as long as he gets to do exactly what he wants. While he was getting his hair cut, the stylist gave him a little cup full of Froot Loops to eat. However, he wasn't eating them, since he also had a sucker (yes, we'll do anything to keep him quiet and still). So, after the haircut, he hands me his cup of cereal--of which he has still yet to have ANY bites--and I throw it away. I might as well have cut off his arm. Me throwing away the cereal threw him into a TOTAL tailspin. Complete meltdown. Full-on tantrum like we've never seen before: real tears, throwing himself on the floor, kicking and screaming. Needless to say we left the haircut place pretty quickly. And, after about two more minutes of this in the car, he calmed down and was FINE the rest of the night.
Ahhh...the twos should be lots of fun. And, I'm sure adding a new sister to the mix will be a breeze.