Some days my son stomps around wearing his contrary-pants. As soon as I want to do something, whatever it is - play a game, go for a walk in the park, wash the dishes, eat lunch - Felix gnashes his teeth and screams "NO!" Other days, Felix is Lil Oedipus, moaning and crying about how he misses mommy, making clear that he's just not that into me. The threat of Pint-Sized Napoleon making appearance, ranting and raving, clawing and kicking when he doesn't get his way, is a constant one. Even at school, which Felix loves, I hear reports of how he's uncommunicative with the other kids, prone to playing rough - too rough.
"Why is this parenting stuff so hard?" I ask myself.
And of course there's the doubts - How have I contributed to his defiant, bossy ways? Am I doing the best I can to helpRead More »from Kid-Zilla: 6 Reasons I’m Thankful for a Challenging Child