4 Year Old Whiner

Remember when I  told you my Toddler Cries ALL the time? Well guess what? Said toddler is now a bonafide whiny four year old! My kid now whines AND cries all the time! What do you think of that winning combo eh? I really need to bring back that behaviour chart, that’s for sure! I find myself looking at other kids and trying to figure out when the whining phase will end. “Oh how old is your kid” is now replaced with ” Oh…does your kid still whine?”.

I kid your not. If I’m staring at your kid, it’s probably because I’m trying to figure out if they’re a whiner or not. Who cares how well they’re doing in school, how much they eat or how little they sleep? Do they whine?

It’s the deafening silence at the end of a long, ear shrilling, hurt punching, headache inducing tunnel that I await. 

If you’re looking for tips and tricks on how to stop your 4 year old whining, please go elsewhere.  I have no solution. Except wine.

It baffles me that the simplest thing can send her off on a spiraling path on a near hourly basis.

She wants to go for a walk – whine

She can’t find her toy – whine

She wants to eat – whine

She doesn’t want to eat – whine

Her dolls don’t like each other – whine

She’s crying so much her “eyes are wet” but insists they’re not tears – whine . cry. whine. whine. cry. whine

It’s whine. Whine. Whine. Whine. Whine….ALL the time around here. Of course that drives me to the wine! 

There are days (okay… every single day pretty much) when all I want to do is yell and scream and maybe lock one of us up in a room…but I don’t. Of course not. I have on occasion walked away before my temper rises and tried the usual tricks of ” I can’t understand you when you whine” and “speak nicely”. Nothing really works. I’m starting to wonder if whine is all she speaks now! 

As a four year old there’s clearly a lot of emotions going on and asking her to sit down and talk about them doesn’t really work unless we’re outside and there’s a threat of having to leave. The times we’re at home, it’s pure torture and probably one of the reasons we’re always out and about! The only thing  that works with Little Monkey is getting silly and playful, which really isn’t something I’m always in the mood for after an entire day of whining. Luckily, the hubs seems to have the patience of ten of me put together and so he’s usually the one who takes over as I run away to hide in some dark corner. Don’t worry, she’s worn him down on occasion and that’s when we pull out the big threats …or just throw chocolate at her in the hopes of distracting her while we pounce towards the largest glass of wine we can get our hands on.

Someone please tell me …. when does this whining stage end?