Toddlerhood is the time when the baby, who looked to you for all satisfactions and was pleased when he got them, begins to look into himself as well. He discovers that he has choices, terrible, baffling, enticing vistas of choice: he might go downstairs with you, or he might stay here…..he can’t decide….he shrieks defiance, because whatever you choose, it is necessary for him to choose otherwise, simply in order to practice the new found skill of making decisions.
Libby Purves: How NOT to be a Perfect Mother Thorsons, HarperCollins (2004)
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