Owen has been a little . . . pissy lately. I think I finally figured it out. He's growing out of being my little baby and is becomming a kid. It's a hard adjustment.
Today we went shopping for a birthday present. Owen suggested something but then I found something that Bridget and I thought would be a better fit for the birthday girl so we got that. I hadn't realized that Owen thought we got the other one. I didn't think of it at all actually til after dinner when Owen told his Dad that we got present A. I said no hun, we got the second one. His little face scrunched up and got all red. He didn't cry, he was angry instead. He felt he had found the perfect present and was just angry that we didn't go with his suggestion. Poor kid.
It's hard being the younger kid (at least that's what my sister always told me). Maybe it's not this way for everyone but I definitely see it with these two. Bridget is a force of nature, always talking, very LOUD, wanting things her way all the time. Owen has always been quieter and more laid back and I guess it's been building up and he doesn't want it that way anymore. He wants his opinions heard, he wants to do things his way every now and then. He wants to get a word in edgewise for goodness sake. Never mind that Bridget can talk rings around you til your ears bleed while he stutters over every thought coming out of his head.
We dropped date night for awhile what with Christmas and then all the illness in the family. We're going to start it up again this Thursday. I'll let Owen pick who he goes with this time and we'll go from there.
Of course, I could also write a post about the poor first born and the unfair expectations we suffer while the baby gets away with everything, but I'll leave that for another day ;-)
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