Ugh. Getting kids out the door and to the bus was a struggle. I mean, it's often a struggle but today it was a bigger struggle than usual. I'm done. AND DH & I are both supposed to go up there in a couple hours for a special 2nd grade event. You'd think the boy would be nice on a special day, right? YOu'd be wrong. Urgh!
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Natter 71: Someone is wrong on the Internet
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I'm tired of parenting toddlers. Not sure what I've done wrong, but they refuse to act their ages and I'm no longer responsive in any kind of effective way to daily temper tantrums.
I have a call in 20 minutes to talk to someone about how much my manager sucks. (The guy is talking to the whole team one-on-one.) Even though I am leaving in August, it's still kind of weird and stressful.
May I suggest squirtguns? Hey, they work for misbehaving cats...
I think with kids a squirtgun would exacerbate the situation, but thanks for the suggestion, Matt. t insert emoticon here
I once dumped a bucket of water over Dylan's head because he was misbehaving in the bath. It didn't exactly help, but it sure felt good.
A co-worker once came in, years ago, looking completely wrecked after the worst morning ever -- her second-grader, stripped down to underwear, socks and a tank top, pitched an epic tantrum over every single item of clothing she had on offer, and finally, with the clock ticking, co-worker just said, "And we're done here," slapped a pair of shoes on the kid and dumped some clothes in a paper bag, and dragged her off to the bus stop just as she was.
She said it was the longest, sobbingest bus ride in human history. But she also admitted, later, that at least that particular tantrum never, ever happened again.
I remember a few times telling my kids that I was putting myself on timeout just so I could go in the other room and calm the heck down.
Dad reports they got on the bus just fine. I'm glad I could hand them off to him.
Well it sounds like my iron levels do indeed suck. I'm going to the infusion clinic this afternoon to get a fill up. After I paint a fancy palm tree this morning while I drink a mimosa.