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I know that “Mine!” is supposed to be a big part of the “terrible two’s.” And even though I have a very outspoken little boy, he hasn’t picked up on “mine” yet.
It’s not because he isn’t as self-involved as other toddlers his age. It’s because he’s recently become more aware of his own name. Everything is “TJ’s.”
My husband and I crack up sometimes over some of the sentences he comes out with.
Daddy’s water in TJ’s cup? Please?
Mommy’s boots on TJ’s feet!
More cold apple juice in TJ’s cup? Please? Okay!
Eat some Cinnamon Life in TJ’s seat!
Car. Ride on TJ’s car.
Glass of water? Glass of water in TJ’s little cup?
I’ve been trying to help him out with more normal speech by letting him know that he can say “my cup” or “my feet” instead of using his name all the time. But I think his name is still a bit of a novelty to him. It just sounds funny when he’s always referring to himself in the third person.
I think I can hear some other moms of older kids snickering out there, knowing that I’ll be wishing we’d go back to “TJ’s toy” when he’s screaming “MINE!” in the middle of a crowded store a few months down the road.
That’s me: Christina Gleason. I’m a writer, editor, and disability advocate. I'm a multiply disabled autistic lady doing my best in this world built for abled people. I’m a geek for grammar, fantasy, and casual gaming. I hate vegetables. I cannot reliably speak, so I’ll happily conduct business over email or messaging instead.
