I am sitting outside soaked in bug spray, watching my Lil man play. He's sliding down his slide into his pool. Two months ago, he could not be trusted to play in the back yard unless we were standing beside him. Right now I am several feet away, chillin under an umbrella. I do not have to worry about him running away. He has gotten control of his body, and now understand what stop means.
It took a hundred and one trips back inside for him to finally understand that if he runs away he will not be allow to play in the backyard. One hundred and one tantrums, one hundred and one I hate you's. All that hard work has finally paid off!
Ahh, life is good!
When Anxiety Rears its Head
1 year ago