See, that's what we do, spend "special time" just the two of us while she's sleeping.
We had just finished playing his favorite game together then he goes to her door, lays down, looks at me with a mischevious smile then starts kicking her door as hard as he can.
I took him downstairs and told him he could be as loud as he wanted downstairs, but if he came upstairs no yelling or banging.
He came back up and we had a good time during the rest of her nap.
A while after she got up, he got some wrapping paper out and was trying to wrap his toys with it. I explained that wrapping paper costs money and took it away while tryign to think of something else we could use. He freaked out and started screaming at me. I told him I was trying to think of somethign else we could use, but he couldn't hear me at this point.
He ended up punching me in the face, twice. I carried him (firmly, but gently) to his room (while being punched repeatedly) and told him he could stay there until he stopped hitting. I said it was ok to be upset, but not hit.
He chased me down the hall punching me. I told him I wanted to hit him back so I needed some space so that I didn't.
I've never hit him, but this time was a close call.
Things are sooooo hard right now. We're adjusting tot eh new baby and going to school half days....
I'm abotu to go crazy trying to get through this. It seems like the harder I try with him, the worse it gets.
