These would be the sounds you would hear if you walked by my house at any time of the day. We have fully entered the “Everything in this world is mine” phase of toddlerhood. I’d like to pick another phase…how about “everyone is happy and content and gives hugs and kisses all the time” phase…does that one exist? #notbloodylikely
Question…where does this come from?! Where does he learn this?
I’m pretty sure I don’t go around the house going “MINE, MY TOY, THATS MINE”…if I do…I think someone should hit me because it’s annoying. I’m fairly certain he doesn’t her Gracie barking “mine mine mine” like the seagulls in Finding Nemo as he steals her bone for the 100th time that day. Emma sure ain’t going “hey dude, lay off my paci, that ish is MINE”. WHEREEEEEEEE?! HOWWWW?! NOOOOOO.
My only answer is he learned it from the snotty world that is his peers. Is this an innate thing that just emerges outta their tiny selfish souls once they hit a certain age?
He’s also a wee bit twisted because his definition of “share” is that he gets whatever you have. He knows to say “it’s nice to share”, but what he really means is “its nice when you share with ME…cuz ya know, the world is mine”.
Besides me basically telling him that nothing in this world is actually “his”…what else is a mama to do? Cuz nothing is more fun than having the kid at the park that goes up to another little person and tries to steal their swing because well….”ITS MINE”.
What’s the funniest thing your child has claimed as their own? Any advice for braving this storm so he’s not nicknamed “Lukey Pukey the Toy Stealing Dukey”…or something like that…