Girl’s Life

Well, we’re officially in it. Tantrum season, that is. I love pretty much everything about my little toddler. Everything, except those high-squealin’, hell raisin’, limp noodle tantrums.

For the most part, Sophia is so fun to be around. She’s sweet and snuggly and full of kissy-face love. She loves to dance and read books and color. Good mood toddler is all fun and games. Tired, cranky or bored toddler? That’s a different story all together.

I wanted to think our “little angel” would be different. I wanted her not to follow the typical order of nature that the experts say all kids do. But, the fact is, she’s 18 months old. And she’s does this age well — the good AND the bad.

I’m realizing now that I can’t make her be a perfect-mannered child all of the time. And you know what? I’m actually really glad for it. I’m thankful for the occasional tantrum. Because a bad mood here and there makes me appreciate those tender, fun moments that much more. They serve to remind me that balance is something to cling to. That too much of a good (or bad!) thing doesn’t give you a clear view of the way life really works.

And a good tantrum can add a little character to any family outing, right? Hmm…I’ll just keep telling myself that.