Post by laurenpetro on Sept 1, 2015 12:14:08 GMT -5
i am "stick a fork in me" done. i have SO. MUCH. SHIT to do in the next 72 hours it's stupid. it's all for the boys' and the end of their daycare/beginning of kindy on thursday. AND i have a cookie order.
top that with the fact that G is at my office today and tomorrow. i love love love her but her impulse control is for shit. she keeps doing really sweet things without thinking. example: she made me a "tart" (peach and banana cut up on a plate). it's adorable. it was also supposed to be part of my lunch.
Post by eponinepontmercy on Sept 1, 2015 12:29:14 GMT -5
I think the early wake up finally got to DD last night. She was whiny and didn't want to eat dinner and was just awful. We moved her bedtime routine up a half hour so we'll see if that helps today.
I mentioned to my mom that I was thinking of something fun to do with her on Monday, because it's her actual birthday. DH won't be around b/c he is driving to Florida with my sister for her to start her Disney internship. She said I should take her to the pool. I hate going to the pool. I always have and probably always will. It has no appeal to me. "Oh, since you said you wanted to do something special that she'd enjoy you could do that." Fuck that noise. I'm not spending all day doing something that I hate.
They are coming for her party on Saturday and staying until Sunday, and she said they want to take her to the pool all day. Awesome, except that means I have to go, too, because they physically can't handle her on their own. I'll bring a book, but then I'll get a guilt trip from my mom for not enjoying every minute I could possibly be watching DD do something.
Post by meshaliuknits on Sept 1, 2015 12:31:42 GMT -5
BoyLiu woke up around midnight and was losing his shit. He wouldn't lay back down in his room, he wouldn't lay down in our room. He didn't want a bottle, he didn't want to be picked up, he didn't want to be put down. IDK WTF his deal was but I'm paying for it today.
Post by omgzombies on Sept 1, 2015 12:36:50 GMT -5
My mother is trying to tell me that I'm parenting wrong and it is pissing me off. Right now Ender doesn't really get the idea of timeout, it's just a game to him where he runs away and I catch him. I'm guessing in another 3-6 months that will change as he gains a little bit more maturity, but right now I reserve time outs for egregious behavior like hitting or kicking. He ran under the table while I was serving dinner (I was on the phone with my mother at the time). And she kept trying to tell me that I needed to start disciplining him more. The kid is two. He still thinks of most things as funny, or a game, he's not doing it to piss me off. His sister was way more mature at this age, and so I expected more of her. He's not there yet. My mother suggested I started taking toys away from him, when he doesn't listen. No, I'm not going to just randomly take toys away from my son, when I'm trying to teach him not to grab toys away from his sister. I'll take toys away if he throws them, but I'm not going to walk up and grab the lego out of his hand if he doesn't come lay down to have his diaper changed. Grrrr.
Post by eponinepontmercy on Sept 1, 2015 12:48:31 GMT -5
I might have just started an argument on FB with someone planning on their son's middle name being the name of a famous confederate general. She's one of those "heritage, not hate" people. I shouldn't have said anything, but my god, if your child tries to get a job outside the deep south, people are going to assume he's a racist yokel. You lost the war - move on and don't saddle your child with that.