I've commented many a time how there are certain things I can do on a Monday or Tuesday, but not on a Friday. Today it rained pretty much all day, and while the day was largely uneventful, the confinement has got to my son.
He spent the last hour:
Chasing the cat
Putting Floam (c) on his feet and dancing on the wood floors and couch
Pushing his sheriff star badge through the mesh screen on one of the windows (thus wrecking it,) then asking me to go get his badge from the flower bed where it landed outside
Pushing his sister
Pulling his sister
Treading on anything his sister tries to do
Refusing food (unless it's chocolate)
It gets better. My wife is out all day tomorrow, meaning tomorrow is actually "Friday," if you know what I mean, because I will be alone with the kids again all day.
What's he doing now? Let's say he's learning his lesson in his room. He must learn that "stop" does not mean "slower" or "slightly less hard" or "quieter."
Terrible twos suck for everyone.
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2 comments:
again I am cracking up. I know, I know, just I wait...
Just you... ah, you beat me to it.
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