Friday, April 26, 2013

The Pout



    Xavier's pout is one of the many things that have made me fall in love with him. Not only is it incredibly adorable whenever I see it, but I also have the same pout (of course I used mine more when I was a child). It is something that we share. Xavier has never been a baby that cries very often. He would always pout. If he pouted long enough it would eventually lead to a cry, but pretty much we learned to count on the pout.
    It was adorably cute as a newborn to see his pout because he needed his diaper changed or because he was hungry. It was pretty cute when as a baby he would pout if he was getting tired and wanted a nap and it is ALARMINGLY cute when Xavier is a toddler and pouts after I yell at him.
   We have had the "no" discipline working for a while. He goes to touch something, we say "No" he stops and moves on. It actually has not been that bad. Except that now as a toddler he is getting sneaky. I notice he now tries to do things when he thinks I am not in the room. He will try to grab the television remote when I am in the kitchen. Of course he does not realize that mommy's eyes are everywhere and I can still say "No". So he will go back to his toys.
    The other day, he learned the power of the pout. He had the television remote (yes, my kid is obsessed with trying to obtain any type of electronics like remotes, cell phones, etc.even though we have never given them to him)  I firmly said "No", Xavier dropped it, I picked it up and put it on the top of the couch where I was sitting. He then proceeded to play and laugh. A few minutes later he came up to me and wanted me to pick him up. "Awe, he must want some mommy hugs" I thought, boy, was I wrong. He stood right up on the couch and grabbed the remote off the top of the couch. I firmly said "NO" and he let go of the remote and slowly turned his head to look at me and with a little glimmer in his eyes he pouted! It took everything I had to not bust out laughing at him, but I remained firm and repeated my "No" and put him on the floor to play with his toys. He walked away and I believe forgot about the whole incident in about ten seconds.
     I, on the other hand have not forgotten this incident. It is definitely one of the first times that he let me know he was very unhappy with my decision. I am only afraid when he decides to declare war on my decision making skills. I guess this is just the beginning of the independence of toddler hood. You never know what to expect.
  
  Wishing you all a wonderful and fun filled weekend!












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