Ignore me.
We went out this morning. Walked to the grocery store.
I don't often have High Horse Parenting Moments, but I did today.
One of my biggest things has always been letting my kids know from a young age that I can deal with them without being flustered. NO PROBLEM. I can handle whatever the throw at me (even if I can't). That their misbehavior is THEIR problem, not mine. They want to scream?? Go ahead! I won't be the one with the sore throat in the morning.
So there was this little girl in front of us. She picked up a candy bar and her mom said, "Nope! Not today sweetie! How about an apple?" Which was great. Same tactic I'd have used. Annd then that adorable little girl started screaming. The mom got flustered and told her to stop a few times, trying to shush her. The little girl acted like you'd just killed her favorite pet. Big, sad tears rolled down her cheeks and her chin quivered.
The mom picked up the candy bar, handed it to her, and smiled at me and said, 'Okay. Guess she has to have it or she'll make my life hell!"
All I could think was, "Thank god I don't have to deal with what that women is going to turn that adorable little girl into in 12 years..."
So then the little girl keeps crying, and the mom keeps saying, "If you dont' stop crying, I'll take it.", to which the little girl FREAKS out about. So the mom is crouching down, trying to get the girl to calm down. But..does she ever take it?? Nope. She's practically begging her to behave.
Dude. If you threaten something, you have to follow through!! I wouldn't be annoyed if she hadn't given me that, "What are you gonna' do??" look, and hissed at the child that she "never behaves". Whyyyy would she "behave", when she can manipulate the crap out of you?? Sheesh.
Okay. I'm done. Back to regularly scheduled programming.
Also today, we went to the Childrens Museum in Salt Lake City. Now that Tay is crawling I knew he'd really have a fun time, and I was right.
Also, Ayla has really delved into a deeper level of imaginary living and.. this place is awesome for that. I can't wait until we're living in Salt Lake and I can just take them a couple/few times a week. There are little areas that are fenced off and full of padded grounds and toys and.. Tay could crawl around and play and I could read to them and hang out and.. it would be awesome.
And PS. Everyone knows the world is six thousand years old. Look it up in any geology textbook.. that is also the Bible.
Okay so that was brought to you by spending my evening doing Pilates while I watched The Daily Show and The Colbert Report.
I want to paint my walls. I need to own my house so I can decorate. Do you remember the pink and yellow striped walls in Ayla's nursery from the condo we bought before she was born? omg. Cutest nursery evar. I'm a genius nursery decorator. I want to do one for Tay in a terrible way. This is my last baby!! *cry*
Too late too late. I'm going to be pissed that I stayed up this long when I wake up in 6 hours (and a million times in between to be a Giant Breast). My house is hot. It's hot.
I don't often have High Horse Parenting Moments, but I did today.
One of my biggest things has always been letting my kids know from a young age that I can deal with them without being flustered. NO PROBLEM. I can handle whatever the throw at me (even if I can't). That their misbehavior is THEIR problem, not mine. They want to scream?? Go ahead! I won't be the one with the sore throat in the morning.
So there was this little girl in front of us. She picked up a candy bar and her mom said, "Nope! Not today sweetie! How about an apple?" Which was great. Same tactic I'd have used. Annd then that adorable little girl started screaming. The mom got flustered and told her to stop a few times, trying to shush her. The little girl acted like you'd just killed her favorite pet. Big, sad tears rolled down her cheeks and her chin quivered.
The mom picked up the candy bar, handed it to her, and smiled at me and said, 'Okay. Guess she has to have it or she'll make my life hell!"
All I could think was, "Thank god I don't have to deal with what that women is going to turn that adorable little girl into in 12 years..."
So then the little girl keeps crying, and the mom keeps saying, "If you dont' stop crying, I'll take it.", to which the little girl FREAKS out about. So the mom is crouching down, trying to get the girl to calm down. But..does she ever take it?? Nope. She's practically begging her to behave.
Dude. If you threaten something, you have to follow through!! I wouldn't be annoyed if she hadn't given me that, "What are you gonna' do??" look, and hissed at the child that she "never behaves". Whyyyy would she "behave", when she can manipulate the crap out of you?? Sheesh.
Okay. I'm done. Back to regularly scheduled programming.
Also today, we went to the Childrens Museum in Salt Lake City. Now that Tay is crawling I knew he'd really have a fun time, and I was right.
Also, Ayla has really delved into a deeper level of imaginary living and.. this place is awesome for that. I can't wait until we're living in Salt Lake and I can just take them a couple/few times a week. There are little areas that are fenced off and full of padded grounds and toys and.. Tay could crawl around and play and I could read to them and hang out and.. it would be awesome.
And PS. Everyone knows the world is six thousand years old. Look it up in any geology textbook.. that is also the Bible.
Okay so that was brought to you by spending my evening doing Pilates while I watched The Daily Show and The Colbert Report.
I want to paint my walls. I need to own my house so I can decorate. Do you remember the pink and yellow striped walls in Ayla's nursery from the condo we bought before she was born? omg. Cutest nursery evar. I'm a genius nursery decorator. I want to do one for Tay in a terrible way. This is my last baby!! *cry*
Too late too late. I'm going to be pissed that I stayed up this long when I wake up in 6 hours (and a million times in between to be a Giant Breast). My house is hot. It's hot.