Gaetano and I are admittedly not very good at disciplining Gianni. I’m 100% sure that this parental shortfall (FAIL) contributes to his sporadic melt-downs and somewhat stubborn personality. He gets what he wants, when he wants.
He eats cookies for breakfast, and won’t sleep more than eight consecutive hours in his own bed before he joins us in ours.
He gets to watch Dora on all three TV’s in the house whenever he so dictates, and he is the monarchial (read: only) grandchild for both my parents, and Gaetano’s.
Clearly he can do no wrong–and I think he knows it. Is this not the look of a spoiled (almost) two-year old?
