Someone once told me the terrible two’s were a look into the upcoming teenage years. I chose not to listen to this bit of wisdom because my daughter was a terrible-terrible two. There is not freakin’ way I concluded as I watched my sweet then 4yo playing nicely with her friends and never causing even the slightest problem. This morning I started to re-think my position.
It started with “Don’t talk to me like that. I’m your mother”
It then moved to, “You want to act like a 2yo then I’ll treat you like one. Go stand in the corner.” Yes, I made my almost 11yo stand in the corner. In my defense, the last time she acted like that she was two. I was unprepared.
Apparently, I am not the boss of her, I’m mean, and she wishes she were living in an orphanage.
It eventually ended up with her computer and radio power cords sitting in the middle of my bedroom floor. Her little sister is getting $2.35 to feed and take care of her Webkins until she can go on-line again.
Right now everything is calm. I made spinach noodles for lunch and no one is screaming, crying, or sitting red-faced and scowling with their arms crossed in front of them. The fact that I am the boss of every power cable in the house seems to have made an impression. I hope it lasts because I don’t think I can stand another morning like that anytime soon.
January 25th, 2008 at 2:12 pm
omg. whenever we fave those mornings, i keep repeating to myself that these are just phases that we’ll get thru… that when the kids are you know 10 or 11 that we won’t have these morning anymore…. thanks for bursting my ignorant mommy bubble…
someone. kill. me. now. ;)
ALL HAIL EMPRESS OF THE POWER CABLES!!!
January 25th, 2008 at 2:21 pm
For me it got progressively better from about 4-6 then it was smooth sailing. I hope this morning was just some kind of pre-teen hormonal thing.
January 25th, 2008 at 6:31 pm
She didn’t say…..it? Did she? I’ve heard it’s pretty painful the first time they yell, “I hate you!”
That one I’m not ready for.
January 27th, 2008 at 11:23 am
No, No I hate you. I am the meanest mom in the whole world though. I’m also vile, repugnant, and oppressive. I guess that means I’m also good at teaching vocabulary. :)
January 27th, 2008 at 1:14 pm
We didn’t have trouble until the oldest turned 4. He became a whiner. It is annoying.
You aren’t mean, you’re just drawn that way.,
January 27th, 2008 at 2:00 pm
Whining drives me up the wall. I think that’s why my youngest does it.
You should think about it.
January 27th, 2008 at 2:01 pm
P.S. (That was way too easy!)