I want to love her.I think she is adorable and has amazing potential to be great kid and as time goes, great adult.I want to love her.I want to want to snuggle her and kiss her and tell her silly stories.But I can’t stand her. And it is not her fault.She is just a child. She copies other people’s behavior. She listen words other say. She follows action we all do around her....more
I have a kid who pushes my buttons…I mean really, seriously, and almost continuously pushes my buttons. If there is a button to be pushed, he will find a way to push it. In fact, sometimes I wonder how his fingers aren’t sore (From all the button pushing…kinda like George Jetson). It’s like he can just walk into a room and suddenly he has somehow annoyed the snot out of me....more
Halloween bit the big one this year. And considering how I feel about the spooky holiday (I love it like a third child), this was enough to put me in a mini depression that could only be lifted by bite-sized Snickers and a package of pumpkin Peeps. (Yes, I said Peeps. Don't pollute my comment section with your disparaging Peep hate speeches. All candy has worth. Even Good & Plenty.)...more
Lately, my children have been testing me. Well technically, "testing me" is a constant state of being for them, but lately they just seem to be doing it on steroids. And that means it's time to review some discipline tactics I've long had in my arsenal but forgot were there. I was looking over some materials from a "Love and Logic" course my husband and I took when my oldest was a toddler....more
It was an accident.Still, in a bout of silliness, my little man threw his head back with quite a force and hit my chin. And then he giggled.It's hard when your child hurts you, accidental or otherwise, to deal with the physical and emotional response in a proper way. (I often find myself wishing for a pause button so I can rant and grumble a few non-toddler approved words or reactions without an audience.)With my best effort at composure, I took a deep breath and swallowed the physical pain....more
Dinner time in my house is like a descent into the depths of hell. The room is hot, thanks to the tiny windows and lack of oven vent, and there are all the noises I imagine would populate the underworld--Punkgirl (12) grunts, Happyboy (10) makes repetitive noises over and over, and Coffeeguy (my husband) yells at the offending party. Oh yes--and Rose makes a screechy noise I'm fairly certain is designed to ward off predators. Someone always leaves the table crying, pissed off, or defeated.
Now, I know we could just eat in the living room....more
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