Some people should not have children. Two year olds are exhausting. They climb. They fall. They cry. The pull things over and dismantle things. They put stuff in their mouths. They poop in their diapers, and sometimes, if you don't catch it soon enough, they take their poopy diapers off. They tantrum. They demand attention, and demand independence. They need need need and want want want and they don't have the verbal skills to tell you what they need and want.
But they giggle. They discover. They have amazing accomplishments every single day. My little girl was a snuggler when she was two, but I know not all toddlers are. She would snuggle up to me and we would read together, or watch tv. We built things with squishy pre-lego kinds of blocks and she had lots of loud annoying toys with buttons and levers that sang alphabet songs and counted things, and that always kept her occupied for a while. She could draw with crayons, and sometimes, under careful supervision, we took out paints. And playdough. She loved playdough. We went to the park when it was warm, and spent a lot of time in a local children's museum when it was cold or rainy. As apartment dwellers, we threw a beach ball up and down the hallway. I look at parents chasing after their bold little two year olds, and I sigh with relief that my smart, independent big 6 1/2 year old is past that stage.
If you aren't excited about sharing the discoveries and accomplishments and if you aren't committed to playtime on the kid's schedule, and if you are not working on potty training and reminding yourself that the end of the diaper era is near, I can see getting really frustrated with a two year old.
But they are so innocent. So dependent on you. To hit this poor child, to beat him, is beyond comprehension. Yes. I'm also struck by the thought of his bewildered little face. Why? Why would mommy hurt me?
She would have to go through some real disconnect with reality, I assume. Dehumanize the little human being. How else could she have done this?
Celebrating a lottery winning when her sweet innocent boy is dead by her hands? That angers me. I'm actually surprised she is out and free while awaiting trial. As much as I don't think she deserves the joys of sexual and emotional intimacy, I am glad she is sleeping with a woman rather than a man. I sure as hell would not like to see her have another surprise pregnancy.