Mr. Pisser

Man, Adrian was a pisser tonight. I think it was because he was tired. He was fine in the car ride home. Talking up a storm. Playing with his cell phone. I told him to call Daddy. And he would yell "dada" with his tongue out. It's so funny when he does that. But as soon as we walked in the house and I put him down on the floor to go see Joel, he started with a fit. And to us it was for nothing. But something wasn't going the way he wanted. Joel was holding him and looking out the back window at the ducks while I got dinner ready. When I went to get him, I stood at the window for a min. Well, that wasn't long enough for him! He got so mad. So I get him to sit down to eat. (I've been trying to sit him in this little chair of Marsel's. Just trying to get him used to it. Besides he sits in a chair at school.) Anyway, I gave him the smallest bite of a french frie while I was getting the other food out for him. He ate some of the other stuff, but then he felt that he needed another frie. And I was just not working with him. He pitched the biggest fit! Then he wouldn't eat anything, didn't want his milk. I ended up taking him outside. (Ever since he was very little, like the first week we brought him home, whenever he was crying and we couldn't help him to stop, when we took him outside that would do the trick. Almost right away he'll stop crying. I don't know if it's because it's always warmer outside, or if it's different things to see. But whatever, it works.) And it worked today. I took him to the back yard to see all the ducks. He walked around, walked up to our fence and was trying to pet Krypto and Oreo from the outside. When we went back inside, I told him to find daddy. But he heard the boys in the other room playing video games, so he wanted to check them out. So I finally got him to go towards Joel. But then he saw Marsel's DS, and then he thought Marsel left it there for him. And then another fit in sued. I walked him into the office/his room where Joel was. I had to close the door because he was determined to go back for the game. He was standing on his tippy toes trying to open the doors. He doesn't know how to turn the knob, but he knows it's something like that.
After he was calm,(which was probably about 45 mins. later), Joel said to Adrian, "You see this?" Holding his hand out. "You're gonna get a lot of this on your cute bum when you get older." Joel said to me,"You know he's gonna be a pisser." I said,"Gonna be?"
Looks like he's got it down now.
I'm reading this book about children his age. On Becoming Pretoddler Wise. (I read the first one, Baby Wise. That one was how to get them on a good sleeping schedule. He was sleeping 12 hours by 3 months, so I guess they know what their talking about. Hoping it continues in this book.) So after this I feel like I need to run into the room, close the door and finish reading it.

Lord, help us do right by these 2 boys.