Knocking Heads
Ever have one of those days where it's too fucking hot, you've had 4 hours sleep, you haven't showered in a few days, and toddlers won't nap after being out in the sun?
Welcome to the bliss that was my day.
It's been awhile since I have actively wanted to just pick Vivian up and smack her head on the wall a few times. (of COURSE I wouldn't really-I just wanted to, that's all)
She has this new routine that consists of kicking, punching, "pretending" to not see her as she walks into, and bowls over, scratches, etc, Rosalyn. It's driving me catshit. Rosalyn is enough of a drama queen to take FULL advantage of the situation, right up to the "shuddery cry". She's not even 17 months yet.
Ladies and gentleman, my daughter the future Emmy winner.
So I ended up with BOTH toddlers on Vivian's bed, crying, while I browsed the internet and tried to think happy thoughts. Happy thoughts revolving around beer and illicit substances on some island in the South Pacific. Vivian turned into a full whammy, toddlerific tantrum.
So I did what any mother would do. I told her to crawl into the closet and cry there.
Welcome to the bliss that was my day.
It's been awhile since I have actively wanted to just pick Vivian up and smack her head on the wall a few times. (of COURSE I wouldn't really-I just wanted to, that's all)
She has this new routine that consists of kicking, punching, "pretending" to not see her as she walks into, and bowls over, scratches, etc, Rosalyn. It's driving me catshit. Rosalyn is enough of a drama queen to take FULL advantage of the situation, right up to the "shuddery cry". She's not even 17 months yet.
Ladies and gentleman, my daughter the future Emmy winner.
So I ended up with BOTH toddlers on Vivian's bed, crying, while I browsed the internet and tried to think happy thoughts. Happy thoughts revolving around beer and illicit substances on some island in the South Pacific. Vivian turned into a full whammy, toddlerific tantrum.
So I did what any mother would do. I told her to crawl into the closet and cry there.
hope your Monday is much better. if not, i hope the beer is cold and the dreams hot!
Posted by
Anonymous |
9:38 p.m.
Yep. Elcie's having one of those days as well.
She just talked herself out of a trip to the store with her mouth.
Now she's ranting and I'm here.
Posted by
Anonymous |
11:08 p.m.
Ooooohhh, fun times ahead for me eh? My first is a drama queen too, she has her temper tantrums in her bedroom, she even has the door slam mastered. Hope tomorrow is better?
Posted by
Anonymous |
4:05 a.m.
I dread when Rita is at that tantrum-throwing, limit-testing age. I really dread it.
Posted by
Anonymous |
8:37 a.m.
mmmm.....beer....
I think it's partially the heat, and partially the fact that Ros now wants "in" and Vivian's getting annoyed. So yeah, Jen, this is what's in front of you. Most days are great, in fact, most of yesterday was. But Vivian likes to hit her, and Rosalyn likes to make a capital case of it.
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