Yesterday was one for the books... The books to be hidden away and/or burned...
I. LOST. IT
By 10 am, I had already spanked Addison 4 times (yes, I spank)... for not obeying, for using electronics without permission, for bullying her sister. Nothing was working. Not time out, not threats, not taking away privileges. She is at this age where she is fighting for every bit of independence that she can squeeze out, and it is a beautiful thing... except when it is NOT a beautiful thing. I don't like that she thinks she can open my fingernail polish and paint her nails by herself. I don't like walking in the pantry and her helping herself and her little sister to snacks 1 hour before dinner. I don't like the ownership that she takes of my iphone and ipad. I need her to ask for permission... Too much? Well she didn't and she wouldn't and when she tried to "help" clean by soaking one of my makeup sponges and drenching my wooden bench, I had had enough.
I told her that I was going to call the police and have them take her away.
Go ahead, judge.
What's worse?
I meant it.
What's even worse?
She totally bought it, and it is the ONLY thing that worked. Talk about shape up or ship out.
I went to the closet, shut the door, cried, and prayed for a better afternoon.
We had one, thankfully, and I definitely adore my little big girl. We are so much alike that I get her. I really do. I just know that we will clash because of it. But lots of hugs and laughs and make believe moments later, my horrible threat is overshadowed.
But I am still fiesty. And I found myself writing down a list of things that are making me grouchy right now:
1. The hashtag #firstworldproblems. It usually follows some pompous, entitled, obnoxious statement, and even though some people mean it to be self-deprecating, it really bothers me. What does that say about what is important to us?
2. Hope Solo. Wish she would just retire and get a life instead of glorifying her bawdy debauchery and soiling the image of the Olympians.
3. My garage. I emptied my classroom into it, and I just don't even know where to begin.
4. My reading rut. I have never really fully recovered from The Hunger Games. Any good recommendations? I just finished The Paris Wife...
5. All of this Chick FilA nonsense. I wish I could block all related posts on any and all of my feeds.
That's all for now.
Yesterday was one for the books... The books to be hidden away and/or burned...
I. LOST. IT
By 10 am, I had already spanked Addison 4 times (yes, I spank)... for not obeying, for using electronics without permission, for bullying her sister. Nothing was working. Not time out, not threats, not taking away privileges. She is at this age where she is fighting for every bit of independence that she can squeeze out, and it is a beautiful thing... except when it is NOT a beautiful thing. I don't like that she thinks she can open my fingernail polish and paint her nails by herself. I don't like walking in the pantry and her helping herself and her little sister to snacks 1 hour before dinner. I don't like the ownership that she takes of my iphone and ipad. I need her to ask for permission... Too much? Well she didn't and she wouldn't and when she tried to "help" clean by soaking one of my makeup sponges and drenching my wooden bench, I had had enough.
I told her that I was going to call the police and have them take her away.
Go ahead, judge.
What's worse?
I meant it.
What's even worse?
She totally bought it, and it is the ONLY thing that worked. Talk about shape up or ship out.
I went to the closet, shut the door, cried, and prayed for a better afternoon.
We had one, thankfully, and I definitely adore my little big girl. We are so much alike that I get her. I really do. I just know that we will clash because of it. But lots of hugs and laughs and make believe moments later, my horrible threat is overshadowed.
But I am still fiesty. And I found myself writing down a list of things that are making me grouchy right now:
1. The hashtag #firstworldproblems. It usually follows some pompous, entitled, obnoxious statement, and even though some people mean it to be self-deprecating, it really bothers me. What does that say about what is important to us?
2. Hope Solo. Wish she would just retire and get a life instead of glorifying her bawdy debauchery and soiling the image of the Olympians.
3. My garage. I emptied my classroom into it, and I just don't even know where to begin.
4. My reading rut. I have never really fully recovered from The Hunger Games. Any good recommendations? I just finished The Paris Wife...
5. All of this Chick FilA nonsense. I wish I could block all related posts on any and all of my feeds.
That's all for now.
4 comments:
UGHHHHHHHH I feel your pain. In every area you mentioned. Well, except for #1 because apparently I'm out of the loop and don't know what firstworldproblems are...? I deleted the FB app off my phone today bc of the CHick Fil A madness. Ridic. Although I did post about their cookies on my blog this morning... :)
These firstborn girls... and us, their first born mothers... what are we going to do with them? I totally understand. Amazing how they grab any ounce of control they can and run with it... frustrating, I know. Praying for a better day tomorrow! :) xoxo
1 and 5--YES. So sorry it was a tough day, and here's hoping (like in Lilly's Purple Plastic Purse) that tomorrow will be better. Hey, there's some recommended reading! ;)
1. The Chick Fil A thing is driving me NUTS!!!! I am so sick of it.
2. Discipline is hard. It is hard for me now and my child is only 15 months and barely talks. I can just imagine...
3. Sorry we never touched base about the insurance! Just send me a message if you want and I can try to answer any questions for you!
4. I just finished reading the book "7" by Jen Hatmaker. Have you read it? Kind of goes along with your comment about first world problems. Also, if you are looking for fiction, I enjoyed The Wedding Dress.
I have had those kind of mommy days...in SPADES.
I'm over the Chick-Fil-A nonsense as well. OVER IT. (Can people just eat their chicken OR boycott without obnoxiously plastering it all over FB?)
And reading...good grief. I've determined I have adult-onset ADD or something because I can't focus long enough to read a book.
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