But spitting? OMG, YALL. The spitting. He spits when he's feeling defiant, he spits when he's frustrated, and today, he spit at me because I dared try to coax him away from the craft table at story time when he'd already completed his craft (read: already covered himself in paint and ripped his mardi gras mask in half). He. Spit. At. Me. In public. So obviously, I grabbed him by the hand and said a curt goodbye to my friends (sorry, friends) and marched him to the car and drove my frustrated self to Taco Johns for a large Mountain Dew (because I couldn't hardly go grab an ice cold six pack, and this was the next best thing and killed some time for everyone ((read: ME)) to chill out before we got home). Because while I'll tolerate a lot out of a two year old knowing that the name of the two year old game is testing boundaries .... I will NOT tolerate blatant disrespect. Or spit. In my face. That I put makeup on and everything.
So, mamas, do any of your kids do this spitting thing? (Or if they don't, tell me they do something equally jaw-droppingly naughty, just to make me feel better.) What on earth do you do about this kind of behavior? Have you read a book about parenting toddlers that might help me out and not bore me and/or make me feel like I suck? (Title, author, Amazon link. Thanks in advance.)
((Note: it wasn't just that one episode, either. The whole morning was just kind of one mess after another mess, but for the sake of not going on and on and on (because I never do that, I'm always all to the point, over and out), I'm just sharing the lowest of the low.))
And all this after a day like yesterday, when we had some of our new friends over and had a fabulous play date where everyone played nice, nobody hit (or, you know, SPIT IN ANYONE'S FACE), and the kids hit it off so smashingly and had so much fun playing together that the moms actually got to speak in full sentences and I got a chance to get to know two new friends a little bit better. Total keepers, for sure. And the afternoon was equally pleasurable, with lots of playing and hugging and "wuff yous" and such. So yesterday was like that and I went to bed all "kids, good, life, yes, fabulous, lucky meeeeeeee" and then today went all "omg make it STOP!!!!!!!!!"
Anyway. Share your words, oh wise ones.