See this little angel? I have begun to fear for his life.
Not too long ago we watched a show on television called something like "It's me or the Dog." Having issued that ultimatum myself and still having a dog, I was fascinated to see where the show was going. In the episode I watched, the couple was having their first child. They had a dog who already had some aggression issues and they were worried that when the baby was born, the dog's behavior would be unsafe.
The whole show I kept saying things like "that dog has to go." How could you ever take a chance? The dog trainer re=trained the dog and then made the couple promise that they would never leave the dog alone with the baby. I was smug. That dog really needed to go.
Now I find myself in a situation with a newborn and a two-year-old and a four-year-old crammed in the back seat of a sedan. I have consumed the Kool-Aid that says the baby is really safest in the middle of the seat but having experienced that configuration with his brothers.... Let's just say that the other day I pulled over into a parking lot and rearranged the seats (that's right. In the parking lot!) so that the four-year-old is in the middle and the baby is forever saved from having his binky snatched out of his mouth by his two-year-old brother. Or having his blanket snatched. Or having a finger shoved up his nose when he just started to fall asleep.
Having a two-year-old is like having an aggressive dog sometimes. Your child is just acting like a two-year-old as a dog acts like a dog. The thing is, it's not like you can say, "the two-year-old has to go." I'm sure he'll grow out of this, but I might need another car situation for a solution. This adjustment to the new baby? It ain't easy.