September 26, 2010

Finicky Fours

Daniel is four….

Very, VERY four.

I do not like the “four”

It is by far, the hardest age for me to deal with.

Colicky newborns? Piece of cake.

Terrible twos? As if.

Mischievous three? pffht.

You see, a four year old doesn’t know if they’re a big kid…

Or a little tiny baby.

They are LOUD and energetic.

They are also jealous, possessive, and persistent.

Four year olds have wild mood swings,

And go from playing nicely with others,


In 2.7 seconds, flat.

Four year olds are dangerous.

They climb fences,

And trees.

They ride bikes,

And talk to strangers.

Four year olds like to pretend.

So they drink from the toilet

“I’m a puppy!”

And rescue people from fires.

Four year olds are fickle.

And have new best friends and favorite people on a minute to minute basis.


Of all the ages,

Of all the children,

I most definitely dread the four year old….


Good thing he’s so cute.