This morning, Sylvie had a time out nearly immediately, because she was so fixated on and whiny about Sam crawling towards her to play with the bathroom door. Even though he wasn't crawling towards her, she thought he was *going* to crawl towards her and play with the door. And she didn't want him looking at her and smiling and making noises.
After the time out, she was OK, but made sure to pick up a barrette on the floor because it was a potential choking hazard for Sam.
At breakfast, she broke down a little bit because her booster seat was crooked on the chair, and because the corner of her placemat was hanging off the table.
Suffice it to say that Sylvie has the perfectionist gene. While I have a sense that she will be a functional kid/young adult/adult and she is generally a happy and curious and loving person today, I worry a little bit about these demanding tendencies of hers. I hope that she finds happiness every day, and is not stymied because of small imperfections or challenges. I just try to gently make her OK with things that don't always go her way, and I continue to hope that she'll be able to overcome such situations as she gets older.
Hi there. I realize I haven't read/posted in a lonnnggggg time. I have some thoughts about this post and who kids grow up to be when you see these little kernels when they are so young. We can talk about it next summer (yay!).
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