He's entertaining if nothing else....
The littlest dude in our house has suddenly discovered the art of tantrum throwing. It is a wondrous thing to behold, and this week his big bro and I were crying with helpless laughter at the sight of him losing the plot. I started videoing the moment, partly for posterity and partly to show Dada what a difficult day looks like in my world. I also wanted to send video evidence to my parents, who are incredulous that my first born is such a non-tantrum thrower, given that my own toddler tantrums are the stuff of legend. Anyway, big bro got a camera for Christmas so took it upon himself to join me in recording the moment. This may have resulted in the little dude now having an irrational fear of photography, which I can understand. Oh how I wish I had a video camera so I could share the hilarity of him stomping his foot and scowling at you furiously whilst shouting NO PITCH-RAHS! Anyway, big bro now likes to taunt the little dude by waving his camera about in a threatening manner, which elicited one of said tantrums this morning, so Dada finally got to witness the wonder of a 2 year old in full-scale meltdown mode. Dada's jaw went slack and he looked goggle-eyed for a moment, as I chuckled at how lightly we clearly got off with our firstborn. At this point Dada turned to me and said "Maybe he's Aboriginal and thinks the camera steals his soul?" "That's about the most rational argument I've heard for his tantrums so far," I said, whereupon the little dude shot to his feet, stopped his screeching, and roared "I NOT A BRIDGE. I A BOY!"
