Wilson has begun, in earnest, to pitch fits when he doesn't get what he wants. Ay yay yay! He's truly 21 lbs of fury!
His fit "moves" include:
- Screeching and Screaming (a special noise and volume that is reserved only for fits)
- Flailing of the arms, legs, and head
- Dropping down from whatever position he was in to try to rub his face into the floor. (Or when he's at Grandma and Grandpa's the gravel area in the backyard)
This development is both frustrating and hilarious. I need to enforce rules and boundaries and it can be exhausting by the end of the day, but I have to admit that it can be a teeny bit funny in the moment.
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