He’s Two
Drake isn’t two for a few weeks, but it seems like he is for all intents and purposes. And that has become my answer for all questions, lately. Why is he throwing a tantrum? Why does he want me to read the same book four times in a row while he ignores others? Why is he so giddy and happy? Why won’t he eat sweet potatoes anymore? Why does he say “outside” then play with his trucks?
With a baby, and still with a toddler, there aren’t many concrete answers. One hard thing for me about parenting has been to soldier on without an answer. I think my vague parenting strategy, which I formed but have trouble following, is not to fret away the good times, and not to freak out during the tough ones.