Walked in the door after work and immediately heard my daughter wailing from her room. My dad comes down the hall and says "we've got a problem." Turns out little girl had found a bottle of Goo-be-G*ne and had decided to squirt it all over her brother. This being the 3rd time Tyler has gotten some sort of chemical in his eyes, we're old hats at the treatment. Alex had rinsed his eyes out and was giving him some cuddles. All the while, Annali is screaming because she has been banished to her room. I went in to talk to her and she fell silent. I sat on her bed and told her to come tell me what had happened. Oh my, I don't have words for the expression on her face. She very slowly inched her way over to me and then ran the last step. I asked her what happened and she pulled her baby talk routine (imitating Tyler). She just kind of grunted and pointed. Her punishment was to apologize to Tyler and go to bed early, both of which set off additional screaming fits. It has been a very rough night. I think she has finally fallen asleep now. Phew. I'm beat. This parenting business is not for sissies.
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December 19, 2008
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Sounds like she has been a little challenging lately. I understand - JB has been pushing all my buttons lately. But then this evening she cuddled her long 7 year old body into my arms, stuck her thumb in her mouth, and just looked into my eyes for 10 minutes while I talked to her. It was a wonderful ending to the day.
Posted by: lighthousegal | December 20, 2008 at 08:50 AM