Isaac and the Very Hard Day (and the new baby)

We were sitting at lunch Friday when Ethan announced that Isaac had been naughty at school. Isaac confessed without much attrition or embarrassment. It took some time to work out the real story, as much as I could, but apparently he was throwing things in the kitchen with "More Isaac". First they both told me he got a time out, but later Isaac said "no". I still have to get the real story from the teachers. I have to confess, while I didn't show it to him, I was a little pleased because it means he interacting socially and doing normal things with his peers.

But for some reason he was having a very hard time all that day, at home as well - many big tantrums over small things. Of course mama being pregnant and exhausted from work didn't have all the tolerance she might otherwise have had. Still, we are trying to work on getting him to pay attention when given instruction. He will be playing around like he didn't hear anything. I will warn him, then enforce the consequences which will send him into a hysterical fit. Sometimes the warning itself sends him into a tantrum, rather than just motivating him to behave. Ethan has his days too of course, though he seems to be much more eager to please and loves to lord it over Isaac when he has been good and Isaac hasn't.

Isaac does have his good and sweet moments too of course. This morning he woke up happy, we came downstairs and he put on his slippers when I told him too, then I heard Bear barking outside and being 7am I asked Isaac to let him back inside. He just said "Ok, mama" and next thing I hear him shouting outside - "Quiet, Bear," several times, with some other instructions thrown in such as "no wake the people".

They will both enjoy being bosses when the new little one comes along. I can tell already the jealousy will be hard to deal with but hopefully we can direct it into making them feel more grown up. They are still grasping the concept of course. At first Isaac kept telling me he had two babies in his tummy. Now they have some understanding that there really is a baby growing inside mama's tummy (I think their dinosaur growing out of its shell gave them some basis). We just a kick over asking them how many babies mama has. They kept saying "two" then Jack trained them to say "one". The other morning, Ethan said "no two babies. One!", holding up one finger. Yes! I agreed with him hopefully. This morning though Jack asked Isaac, "Does mama have one or two babies?" and he declared "Five!", holding up all five fingers on his hand. Good counting, Isaac, but no, no, no. Though I also think the upside of having twins again would be they wouldn't have to fight over who gets to hold the baby :)