True to form, as soon as I post about how thankful I am, things in the parenting world take a turn south. I'm slowly learning that this is the rhythm of life with a 2 year old (or, at least, my two year old). We go back and forth between opposites. The past few days, Isaac has been disobeying a good bit, and talking back to me. It needs to be addressed, but sometimes it can be funny....
Isaac: "Mama! COME UPSTAIRS, RIGHT NOW!" (with an angry face and wild gesticulating for emphasis).
Me: "Isaac! You do not speak to me like that! You are not the boss! How do you talk to Mama?"
Isaac: (trying a new tactic, with a sweet voice) "Mama, can you come upstairs and put your shoes on and go outside with me?"
Me: "That's a much nicer way to talk to me. Yes, I can come." (I go upstairs and put on my shoes)
Isaac: "Good job, Mama! Good obeying!!!!!!"
Something tells me he still needs to learn basic authority structures around here... :)