Last night, at day care, The Barbarian's Best Friend was having a No Good, Very Bad Day.
When this happens, the teacher at the end of the day, usually all alone with crazed two-year-olds, can get a little overwhelmed, so I didn't rush to leave. Plus, I wanted to ask about The Barbarian's day.
So I'm hangin' out with the Rug Rats, and another of The Barbarian's friends, R, comes up to me and demands hugging.
Well.
The Barbarian comes over and says, "MY MOMMY!" and *pushes* R, who kind of stumbles back. "My Mommy," she repeated with satisfaction and a belligerent glare. Imagine the beginning of a bar brawl, but the fighters are two and challenging each other over mommy-hugs.
I caught both of them by the arm and told The Barbarian, "Barbarian, that's not nice. Did you say sorry?"
She glared at R and said, just the same way she said "MY MOMMY!", "SUU-RY."
It was totally insincere.
R got this huge grin. Her whole little face just lit up. Then she held out her arms to The Barbarian, who also smiled and ran into R's open arms and they hugged really tight. Then they kissed. Then they hugged again. Then The Barbarian grabbed R by the neck (I know, I know, we're working on teaching that neck grabbing is not good, but this is an affectionate thing she does. Frightening, but affectionate. What can I say. The Barbarian.) and kissed her on the cheek again.
*rolls eyes*
Again, sort of like you could imagine a drunken bar shoving match ending between a couple of drunk friends.
Ah. Being two.
When this happens, the teacher at the end of the day, usually all alone with crazed two-year-olds, can get a little overwhelmed, so I didn't rush to leave. Plus, I wanted to ask about The Barbarian's day.
So I'm hangin' out with the Rug Rats, and another of The Barbarian's friends, R, comes up to me and demands hugging.
Well.
The Barbarian comes over and says, "MY MOMMY!" and *pushes* R, who kind of stumbles back. "My Mommy," she repeated with satisfaction and a belligerent glare. Imagine the beginning of a bar brawl, but the fighters are two and challenging each other over mommy-hugs.
I caught both of them by the arm and told The Barbarian, "Barbarian, that's not nice. Did you say sorry?"
She glared at R and said, just the same way she said "MY MOMMY!", "SUU-RY."
It was totally insincere.
R got this huge grin. Her whole little face just lit up. Then she held out her arms to The Barbarian, who also smiled and ran into R's open arms and they hugged really tight. Then they kissed. Then they hugged again. Then The Barbarian grabbed R by the neck (I know, I know, we're working on teaching that neck grabbing is not good, but this is an affectionate thing she does. Frightening, but affectionate. What can I say. The Barbarian.) and kissed her on the cheek again.
*rolls eyes*
Again, sort of like you could imagine a drunken bar shoving match ending between a couple of drunk friends.
Ah. Being two.
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Date: 2009-01-23 01:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-01-23 11:17 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2009-01-23 07:59 pm (UTC)It continues to amaze me, though, how different the two of them are. AG33 *never* had this jealousy.
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Date: 2009-01-24 12:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-01-24 09:38 pm (UTC)Could be. I have a brother two years younger. We were close enough in age that I didn't really think of him as a "little" brother, exactly. We were buddies. I think he may have some issues similar to your sister, though.
However, the other thing, apparently this whole MY MOMMY thing is going around her day care class. I think that may be where she's getting it from, at least in part.
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Date: 2009-01-24 10:50 pm (UTC)