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[rivka]

"You can't make decisions for me," Alex informed me this morning. It's a theme she's been developing for some time, being two years old.

You can't really fix a case of The Twos with good parenting, although to some extent you can mitigate its effects. Mostly all you can do is consistently present your message and then wait it out. Oh, and also? You can do whatever you can to make The Twos more entertaining for yourself.

To that end, I have taught Alex to reply to the question "What are you rebelling against?" with a cheerful, "What have you got?"

And she's learned to demand her Halloween spoils by drumming with her hands and singing, "I want candy! Bomp-ba-bomp-ba-bomp Ba-bomp bomp."

She doesn't get more candy that way than the other way, but it puts all three of us in a much better mood than plain old whining does.

It's possible that, as parents, Michael and I are going to hell for this.

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[carbonel]

If you're going to hell for that, my mother and I will be going to hell for teaching my cousin (when he was three years old) to sing "Throw a nickel on the drum, save another drunken bum." But he seems to have survived the experience.