It is not even 10am and already I am doubting my ability to make it through the day without killing this kid. We fought over a grilled cheese sandwich that was too oozy that he threw on the couch, staining a blanket and his pajamas, he screamed for 6 minutes straight because I had to use the bathroom, and he’s currently screaming that T is not allowed to play with any toys because he insists that “everything is mine.” Even the things that clearly aren’t. I’ve already taken away TV and computer privileges for the day. He’s already had a time out in his room.
I don’t know how how I’m going to get through the day. I am already in tears.
Pigs | 08-Feb-10 at 11:05 am | Permalink
I don’t have any suggestions, but I’m sending sympathy vibes. Can you put him in the bathtub with bubbles? Water calms my hellion down.
Erin | 08-Feb-10 at 12:08 pm | Permalink
I was JUST going to suggest the tub. Throw them in the bath for a long, long time with toys that aren’t necessarily bath toys but that will stand up to water. Then naps. Whether they like it or not, it’s room time so you get a break. Either that or get in the car and drive. Grab a big empty box and fill it with dry beans/pasta and let them drive their trains through it.
Courtney | 08-Feb-10 at 1:36 pm | Permalink
Is it currently snowing to beat the band where you are? Because it is where I am, which can only mean one thing: throw them in a snowbank. (with their snowgear on, of course.) Let ‘em wear themselves senseless in the big white drifts. Then in bed with blankets for naptime.
I am so sorry. I cannot count the number of days like yours I’ve had. I know it’s incredibly hard.
Veronica | 08-Feb-10 at 4:22 pm | Permalink
I was going to suggest the bath too, but I know some kids hate it.
One foot in front of the other, 1 minute at a time. And days that like, bedtime is normally early. Very early.