Hate that. :P Thwibbbit
Even when I know that half of it is a vocabulary issue, and at least a full third is a "test" of the emergency toddler warning system. Had this been an actual emergency I would be a teenager headed out the door...aaaargh. At least as a toddler I can march off after them and carry them back inside.
What I've always done is grin at him and say something along the lines of "No worries. I'll love you so much, for EVER & EVER that it doesn't matter if you never love me at all, because *I* love you so much. Love you when you're angry, when I'm angry, even when I'm asleep. Always. So you can hate me if you like. If you ever get done hating me though we could talk about why you're upset and try and fix the problem."
Of course, this has gotten shortened in all of it's possible forms.
I've also done the HUGE guilt trip, if the 'I hate you' is followed by x,y,z. "Really??? Because I love you sooo much and if you (x,y,z) then we'd never get to __overwhelming list of fun past events__, like bedtime stories, icecream, park, birthdays, etc etc etc until he's protesting or in tears). I do those things with you because I love you. If you (ran away....killed me...had never been born, x,y,z) we'd never get to; a,b,c,d,e,f,g,h,i,j....."
Yep. I've intentionally guilt/shamed my child. The things that we never think we'd do. That was one of mine.BUT I bring up every single thing he thinks is wonderful and ISN'T currently thinking of because he's angry and remind him of each and every single one. Yep. Intentionally made my son cry. And then I held him while he cried, and we talked about practical problem solving instead of wild angry threats. And consequences.
Now if the 'hate you' bit is followed by 'loves x more', or if it's JUST the 'i love nana more then you' I just run with it. Telling him how happy I am that he has soooooooo many people who love him and who he loves. And then we run through the WHOLE list of people who love him and who he loves. Right down to his favorite toys.
Now, my tenses are confused here...because this was a big deal in the "terrible threes" we had at our house...but we haven't *really* had this issue in a long time. Every once in a long while it will crop up briefly. But mostly, nowadays, since my son is 6 and has decided that he's a "man" I get a calmly detailed diatribe of what he considers my faults to be, and the exact degree to which he considers I am being unfair.
Sigh. I honestly miss the little toddler tantrum that would end up un arms around each other hugs. Or the decision that since nana was lucky enough to get to raise ME, it's my turn to be lucky enough to raise YOU.
Which may not be super helpful, because while we all know intellectually that we'll miss whatever terrifyingly annoying/scary/frustrating/sleep-depriving thing once they get past it....sometimes gritting our teeth and taking a deep breath is the single best thing we can manage NOW not to bash our heads into the wall and raise the white flag.