I haven't figured this out yet . . .
It’s difficult trying to teach toddlers the idea of possession. It’s no secret that babies think everything is theirs. They instinctively operate on the whole nine tenths of the law is possession idea. At some point, they begin to learn that everything is not theirs. Or, that’s what I thought.
Here’s what went down tonight:
G: “Hey, that’s mine.”
Me: “It’s fine, she’s just holding it. You pick up her stuff all the time.”
G: “No, but that’s mine.”
Me: “I know, but you always play with C’s stuff. Not everything is yours.”
G: “No, everything IS mine. I own everything!”
Me: “No, everything is not yours.”
G: “Yes it is, Daddy! And I’m the boss, so it’s mine!”
I really don’t know where he got the phrase, “I’m the boss,” from, but I don’t like it. He has enough of a superiority complex that comes with being three, I don’t need anything to add to it.
I thought months of teaching him about respecting other people’s stuff was paying off, but I seriously misjudged that. In the end, he owns everything.