We’re in the middle of the toddler “testing” phase. This means that today I’ve said repeated no’s and disciplined for hitting, pinching, throwing food/fork/plate, putting chalk on the couch and drawing with markers on clothes. There was the one sequestration in the crib for the crying tantrum and then there was the finger dip-and-lick in the potty bowl [major cringe].
All by one o’clock in the afternoon.
God have mercy on me, a mother.
2 Comments
Lindsey Jul 31, 2006 3:09 PM
I’m babysitting a five-year-old girl this week, and so for breakfast I took her to Panera. They’ve got bagels! Chocolate chip muffins! Croissants! You’d think that would be enough. But nooo … she threw an all-out feet-kicking, balled-up fists, on the ground tantrum when we found out they were out of chocolate milk.
I admire your forbearance.
Craig Jul 31, 2006 5:02 PM
What’s the difference between a terrorist and a toddler? You can negotiate with a terrorist.