That is the best story ever.
Spike's Bitches 40: Buckle Up, Kids! Daddy's Puttin' the Hammer Down.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
My favorite tantrum that all my nieces and nephews eventually threw was the: "I'M NOT TIRED" coupled with "AND IF YOU WOULD STOP BEING MEAN TO ME I COULD STOP CRYING"
I just loved that they figured out how to apply that logic and boomerang it back on my sisters.
She just looked at me askance and kissed me on my forehead and said, "You need your nap, baby."
BWAHAHAHAHA!
Also, thpppppppppppppppppt.
I do get a fail, though. For whatever reason, D has flat-out refused to be put to sleep by me at any hour of the night. DH can rock him to sleep in 10 minutes, but if I try, he just lies in my lap wide awake and STARES. Or babbles. Or plays with my sleeve. Or tries to sit up and play. Anything but sleep. At some point in the past 7 days, I have completely lost the ability to be comforting.
And I know it's just a phase, but it's fucking depressing all the same. (Sorry to thread-hijack. Please to be continuing with the adorable toddler stories.)
if I try, he just lies in my lap wide awake and STARES.
It's cause you're so pretty.
Em's newest thing is when one of us tells her "No", she runs to the other one screaming behind her, "I'M GONNA TALL MY DAD/MOM ON YOU FOR TELLING NO!"
Em: "Here's your juice, baby."
HAR. Erin's into being the mommy and we're all her babies. She generally indicates this game is about to commence by chasing us around with a diaper. (a clean, unused diaper)
It's cause you're so pretty.
Mwah. Bless you.
Em's newest thing is when one of us tells her "No", she runs to the other one screaming behind her, "I'M GONNA TALL MY DAD/MOM ON YOU FOR TELLING NO!"
this.
"DAAAAAAAD! Mom said a BAD WORD!"
"Which one?"
"She said NO!"
I have completely lost the ability to be comforting.
it doesn't sound like it. it sounds like he's completely enjoying being around you...
When I win the lottery and have a brazillion dollars, I am putting together an all-expense paid trip for Buffista Parents and Buffista Aunts & Uncles and we're all going to like a big resort and letting the kids loose on a small Carribean island.
At some point in the past 7 days, I have completely lost the ability to be comforting.
Or you have increased your ability to be amusing.
And I know it's just a phase, but it's fucking depressing all the same.
My best friend's 2-year old boy twin is going through this thing now when, if he gets hurt, he will only let his dad comfort him. That's a hard one to deal with.
And I know it's just a phase, but it's fucking depressing all the same.
When kids hit that alternate parent phase, it SUCKS being the parent they want nothing to do with. So with you there, babe. Mwah.