Drama of Being Four

Oh my, the drama of being four!

We spent this past weekend at my niece's house. Her kids are about the same age as ours. This means two four-year-olds in one house. Not a pretty picture.

Fortunately, they were able to spend a lot of time outside. Actually, they get along very well, but every so often, it was melt-down city! One did something to hurt the other's feelings, and so-and-so doesn't want to play with me anymore, and yes, but she cheated at the game, and on and on...

Our little princess is going through a phase where there is at LEAST one full-blown, hysterical melt-down per day, and often many more. Wife is ready to leave the state and change her name. I heard the drama already starting today while I was on the phone early this morning. While they kids were watching TV, Boy Wonder pulled the blanket off of her while attempting to get back his own blanket that was tangled in hers. I know, tragic, right?

Later I found out there has been much drama about me leaving this weekend for a much needed getaway to visit old friends. The Princess is not happy that I will be gone for much of the weekend. She says she will not be able to go to sleep without me there. No matter that she's been doing it 4 or 5 nights a week for most of her life. It's a tough transition. I get that, and she doesn't want me to leave. Still, if it wasn't that, it would be something else.

Wife and I have been informed MANY times over the past couple weeks that we NEVER think of her and NEVER listen to her. Yikes. Is this girl four or fourteen? I won't be surprised to hear she wants to start driving soon and needs acne treatments. We are so going to be in for it when this girl hits the teen years. Dang - if only we had a distant relative to ship her off to! Maybe she'll get it all out of her system now? Please let me believe that. Don't anyone contradict me here, OK?