Kimiko Townsend

Getting bigger each day

Getting bigger each day

My five-word self-description—Wife. Mother. Writer. Ninja. Squirrel.—is listed in order. I know, I know. Squirrel should be higher on the list. But that’s not my point today.

Tomorrow, at 11:10 PM, my daughter turns three.

It’s been an interesting year. We’ve had to switch child care, enroll in speech therapy, and dole out a decent amount of discipline. She even starts preschool next week.

But I’ve learned why some people call it the Terrible Twos.

I’ll admit my child is spoiled. She gets all the fancy toys my husband and I had wanted for ourselves while growing up. But I’ve tried to keep her from becoming a brat. It hasn’t been easy.

Often times I’m caught between ignoring tantrums (with the philosophy of not rewarding bad behavior with attention) and just putting a stop to them. It really depends on the situation. Kimi threw a bowl of yogurt across the kitchen the other day. Since Daddy was the one dishing out the yogurt, he left her to cry on the floor after a stern “no!” I waited a full five minutes before I squatted next to her, told her to stop crying, and started counting. Kimi stopped crying.

Yes, Mama is the mean one. *sigh*

But more than the trials, I remember the giggles, snuggles, and serenade of Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star. I watch her chase the dogs around the backyard, splash in the pond, and build houses out of cardboard boxes. She pours me tea, hacks my Google account, and accuses me of being stinky every time my husband passes gas.

Those precious moments are the ones I cling to, because three years have flown by way too fast. It terrifies me to think of how much has already passed me by.

Loni Townsend

About Loni Townsend

Wife. Mother. Writer. Ninja. Squirrel.

4 thoughts on “Kimiko Townsend

  1. LOL – My daughter had a shirt that said: Warning. I am two.
    (I guess no one’s told you about the horrible threes.)

    Cute kid and sweet post. Good thing they’re so cute, cause they wouldn’t survive early childhood if they weren’t. 😛

    • I think I’ve heard it as Troublesome Threes. Ah, I’ve got so many more tantrums to look forward to… *sigh*

  2. Mine’s going through the Smart-ass Sevens. I swear she skipped from six to sixteen. Apparently I was the same since my aunt enjoys referring to her as rerun.
    I’m the mean one in our family, too. She learnt to run rings around daddy a long time ago.

    • Hehe, like Mother like Daughter I suppose. But of course, if that’s true… Kimi is doomed.

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