Bowie picked up a new phrase at some point, and started using it quite a bit while we were on our trip.
“I hate you!”
As in, I hate you Mommy, for making my PB&J with different jelly than what we have at home. I hate you Daddy, for making me put on sunscreen before sitting out in the hot, Hawaiian sun. I hate you Grandma for making me listen to my mommy. I hate you Grandpa for telling me to listen to Grandma and Mommy and Daddy. I hate you random kid I don’t know for splashing me in the pool.
Hate hate hate. One of my least favorite words, over and over. And I have no idea what to do about it.
If I ignore it, he keeps repeating it, louder and louder, until the entire universe has decided that I’m a bad parent.
If I respond, in any way, he wins. He gets attention. Negative attention, but attention nonetheless. And I seriously don’t think he’s not getting enough attention otherwise, though who knows. Maybe some kids need more than others?
So, help me bloggy universe. I think that this is a relatively normal phase. But, I would still like to nip it in the bud. Believe it or not, I don’t enjoy hearing “I HATE YOU!” 300 million times a day.
What do the “experts” say? What have you tried? What works? What doesn’t? HELP ME.