I thought it was terrible twos...

So I could only write about the nice things with Tony but any mother would tell you I'm full of crap, so...
I have gone around and around with Tony for ahwile now. He digs his heals in and just refuses to do what I ask. Could be everyday things like get dressed or wash your hands a chore like pick up your toys. No matter what it is, he makes it into a HUGE ordeal something that could take 5 minutes is now a battle for an hour. And i do mean battle. I have tried different techniques including time out,seclusion to his room, spanking, talking(HA) yelling, crying on both parts, and then exhaustion. I stick it out and do not give in and usually an out of breath, tear stained, and worn out Tony submits. Sometimes it is comical how persistent he is but mostly it is frustrating and tiring. I remember throwing horrible tantrums like this, beating the walls, kicking, screaming, the whole bit so when I am on the recieving end I can only smile and thank God for teaching me this lesson of patience. And then finally like a rainbow after a storm, Tony woke up last weekend and was my sweet boy again. He was actually following instructions without a fuss. It's amazing how much extra time we had without all the fighting. I kept thinking when will he revert but he did not. I know there will be more trials ahead but it was nice to finally see a payoff and know that somehow I was getting through.
I guess he's just a bit stubborn. Wonder where he gets that from...