My mother has told me many times that the problem with kids today is that their teachers and parents suffer from the "Paula Abdul" problem, i.e., they tell kids they are doing a good job, when in fact they are doing an awful job. She says that everyone is "too nice" and that we need to not be afraid to teach children how to do things right. (As you can tell, my mother is the "Simon Cowell" in her analogy.)
Luke is really trying hard to do things on his own. Again, I will emphasize, really trying. This includes things like buckling his car seat, going to the bathroom without my assistance, pouring his own cup of milk, making himself a sandwich, and taking Charlie out of his crib.
I am very happy that he wants to be independent, however, since I'm trying to avoid being a "Paula Abdul," I am also trying to encourage him to do things right. Take for example the table he set for dinner the other night -
I was so impressed that he would just take the initiative and set the table for dinner. He even rearranged the chairs so that I was sitting right next to him. He even put salt and pepper on the table. Yet, when I tried to tell him that we needed to move some plates on the table, he threw a fit. It's almost to the point that I would rather sit at a table like that and eat off of little tiny plastic Ikea plates than to tell him that he did it wrong.
Yes, I have even been guilty of letting him go out in public with his clothes on backwards just to avoid the conflict.
Here is my sweet boy with everything on backwards except for his boots. Oh, and don't tell him not to wear snow boots in the summer. He doesn't like that.
And... this is his reaction after I told him to turn his clothes around.