
Toddlers... YUCK... so my daughter is 4, or maybe it is 14 some days I am just not sure anymore. She has reached the age where she has discovered the art of talking back or sassing. And she takes pride in the fact she is a pro. You tell her the sky is blue and she will argue until you give in to that it is not exactly blue but a shade of blue but at night it is black.
She has the way of making any normal situation a very difficult and challenging moment, however her expertise lies in doing it in an oh so cute way. You tell her no she can't she says PLEASE... how can you resist manners, but we hold our ground and then she does it again, and again, and again...
It is hard for me to punish her, I am not the punisher. I am just not good at it, at all. She cries I feel like crap, I know not a good thing. I am a softy I know. Lisa is the warden... she does the punishing... but even the warden gets beat down sometimes.
It is incredibly hard to punish a child that is so cute.
SO we put her in time out... she cries and cries and screams and defies. She knows she wins. Now there are times when we rank supreme in the house... its rare but we do. So why not... lets add another one to the mix.
Thursday, August 30, 2007
The terrible...2's, no 3', no 4's... Just THE TERRIBLES
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