One of the most frustrating phases of childhood, after making it past the 'no' phase (one I was lucky enough to bypass), is the whining. The high-pitched 'my toe hurts' 'I want my bunny' 'I'm sleepy' 'I'm hungry' whining. If there is one thing that makes me wish for peace and quiet above all else, it's this wearisome habit of children.
I'm not even sure I know how they learn it. Am I a whiner? Do my kids pick it up from me? Since most of their learned behaviours come from their parents, I'm not left with much else for an explanation. And I realize there are tactics for dealing with this horrible habit, but having tested them myself, I have yet to find one that is efficient.
So where does that leave me? Waiting until the whining phase passes? Pulling my hair out in frustration? Attempting to ignore it altogether? Sometimes I wish there was a parenting handbook that held all the answers, but then again, it would take away all the fun of figuring things out yourself.
For now, I guess I'll just have to wiggle my way through the whining and continue to focus on all the other, loveable, endearing aspects of my darling daughter, at least until my youngest daughter is old enough to drag me back through this wonderful phase.