All you moms out there know exactly how I feel when I say, "what now?!" I mean really, does she honestly think brothers are for riding just because they are on all fours? And why is it that "Belle" is his prime target when there are 4 other baby toys within reach? And does it really help me when she drags the toy vaccuum across my recently swept up pile of yuk? Why does she ask me 5 times in a row "What are you doing, Mommy?" when the answer is the same every two minutes? How much spit up can one child produce in a day? How much dirt can one pair of boots bring in through the door? And HOW MANY PUNISHMENTS will make a two year old GO TO BED???? Why does everything look the same coming out as going in? And why do telemarketers call at the time when you have to trip 3 times before reaching the phone? Why does your coffee spill all over during your only 15 minutes of quiet time in a day (that one's for you, Chan!)? Why do babies eat paper? and what on earth possesses your husband to come home in the evening and ask, "Why are you so tired????"
Need I say more?
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- Nicole
- Sherman, IL, United States
- My name is Nicole. I am a blessed wife and mother of two incredible, beautiful children.
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I can only attempt to answer one of your many questions (though they may be rhetorical!). Last week Mr. Caedmon was introduced to the wooden spoon after fighting with him for 2 HOURS for him to stay in bed and nap. Since we've introduced the "Next time you're up you'll get a swat with the spoon" argument, as well as placing it on his dresser, he hasn't been out of bed at nap time for a week! He'd just grown accustomed to a swat by hand (which I really don't like to do) and it didn't phase him. He HATES the spoon, and it works great.
I don't know, you may hate the idea and it may not work for Miss Micaiah, but it sure worked for our boy!
that brings back memories of when I used to babysit a certain two of my nephews whose parents used a spoon. I threatened once and was treated as the meanest person on earth for weeks! He didn't even want to go to McDonalds with me!!!
I remember when...
I have no advice... but I did get a good laugh at your expense... sorry, but this one hit my funny bone:)
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