Welcome four! When my boy turned four, I would ponder. Will it be fabulous four or furious four? A few months into the year and I can feel a shift in my parental role as a facilitator. Gone are the toddler days. Here is a big boy! A young mind ready to soar. Something certainly is different about being four. Being independent, assertive, exploring new activities. Trying is all about being four. Can I put together a puzzle? Can I button up? Can I fetch my own snack? Can I balance my bike? It is next level DIY. Of course, this newfound independence is coupled with random tantrums, screaming, jumping, storytelling and naming. A parental mind goes at war, constantly walking the tight rope of independence versus defiance. The struggle is real while finding the real balance. There are no wrongs or rights, surely a few fights. When you have successfully hurdled three years of parenting journey you can see a tantrum coming. When you have poured too much of milk or not e...
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