I just did an experiment with Miss Ky.
She's tired.
She has hit her head a good three or four times already.
She drank half of a cup of soda with dinner.
She drank mine when I wasn't looking.
So needless to say, she's not coping well with life right now.
She started doing a puzzle.
She cried for my help.
I got up from the 25 birthday invitations that have not only NOT been filled out with the party information, but 10 of them still haven't even been made. (Yes, I have been working on them in my spare time for over a month, why do you ask?).
I moved to the floor and began sorting top pieces from bottom pieces, gave some color suggestions. "What color is this?"
"Pink."
"Do you see any other pink pieces?"
"That one."
"Why don't you try them together?"
"You do it."
I did.
Repeat, 2nd verse same as the first.
This time I said, "No way, I 'm working on something for your brother that has to be finished by morning, you can do this puzzle." and the water works began.
I suggested she go lie down.
I then turned my back to her and let her cry. She did so until she got bored and then left the room.
(insert evil laugh here) 1-0 Mommy! This event gives me such hope!
What beast have you slayed so far this week?
I expected to read that she performed horribly evil and messy deeds in another room when you were gloating...lol
ReplyDeleteGlad you won this round, Mom!
Good for you mom!! As you say...she is the princess!! LOL!! Beasts I have slain this week?? Hmmmm! Exercise 2 to my 0!! Not doing so good
ReplyDeleteHugs
SueAnn
I hope the lipstick was hidden. I'd have brought out the Tylenol by that point. But then, my kids are a product of days of yore. When mommies did this sort of thing;)
ReplyDeleteNice work. Fake tears are the worst kind of tears. (Not sure if they were fake, but you know what I mean)
ReplyDeleteUgh. Yay mom!
ReplyDeleteWhen I've had enough of the moaning/whining/crying/brawling, I send the big one to his room repeatedly until he falls asleep on his bed. That usually does the trick here... wakes up in a much better frame of mind.
they can be so tenacious in their demands but good for you winning that one. Life can be such a battle at times and I'm learning to choose the battles to fight. I'm sure you do that with all your lovely kids already!!!
ReplyDeleteI'm trying to tame the laundry beast, but to no avail.
ReplyDeleteI did just finish slapping both my boys on the leg after they filled the cat food dish with water, for like the fiftieth time. Seriously, I can't afford to keep replenishing the cat food at this rate.
We'll see of corporal punishment has more effect than mommy turning purple from screaming at them.
Nary a one. but good for you.
ReplyDeleteGo Mom! Doesn't it feel awesome to win one?
ReplyDeleteyay you. beasts slayed? it seems these days that i'm the beast who is being slayed.
ReplyDeletexoxo
well done!
ReplyDeleteAnd the beasts are busy slaying ME this week ... hopefully I can slay some beasts next week :)
Good. For. You. :)
ReplyDeleteSometimes that is all it takes, huh. Good job!
/Jo
Currently, I am trying to conquer the curious kitty who really, really wants my attention!
ReplyDeleteOh that parental psychology. Isn't always easy, is it?
ReplyDeletePS: I heard that evil laugh all the way in Florida!
Seeing as my girl is out in the sandbox in her pjs, I'd say I was losing the battle at this point.
ReplyDeleteI frequently condutc experiments like that here. Necessity really is the invention of the evil mother. Unfortunately I zero accomplished this week and am expecting company in less than 2 hours and hosting 2 Easter dinners this weekend. My house hasn't been cleaned well in over a month. I'm officially horrified and procrastinating. Because that helps, you know.
ReplyDeleteI feel as if I ought to bow my head in reverence, because I realized as I read through this, you've done this FIVE times, haven't you?
ReplyDeleteYou are indeed a mighty, mighty woman.
I just multiplied my son by five in my head, and I feel a bit woozy at the mere thought.
Have a very Happy Easter, and a peaceful, quiet weekend (well, okay, that one comes under the heading of "Fat Chance" so instead I wish you plenty of sanity soothing chocolate).
Round one to Mom.. hopefully. My younger son used to go to his room and quietly peel the wallpaper after an encounter like that.
ReplyDeleteI had that kind of moment with Peaches this weekend. She was getting contrary while my mother in law was over. I told her she could go to her room for a nap.
ReplyDeleteAnd she did.
1-0 to me v Peaches.
1-0 to me v MIL.
Woot, woot, woot!
You. Are. Evil.
ReplyDeleteBravo!