Throwing Yogurt
I am a bad mommy. Very very bad. I threw yogurt. Not just any yogurt, the last yogurt. I was having a bad day. Apparently children do not care if you are having a bad day because they decided to fight about, well, about everything. By the time the afternoon came around they decided to fight over the last yogurt.
I tried to be rational. You would think they could split the yogurt in half. Nope. Crying fussing whining. I can’t stand whining. Wait until tomorrow when I go to the store possibly? Nope. Not willing to wait.
So, I calmly walked over and told them to give me the yogurt. They did. I walked over to the back door, opened it, walked out on the back deck, checked to make sure no children or small animals were below and chucked the damn thing right out into the yard.
It made the most satisfying splishing sound when the plastic container cracked open on the ground. I felt much better.
Now, no one gets yogurt. And I’m not buying any at the store tomorrow either. Deal with it. They both stood there and looked at me. I didn’t hear another word out of them.
I did hear them telling their friends about it though. They were all quite impressed. A whole group of them were standing around looking at the yogurt in the middle of the yard.
I guess I’m going to be known as the wild yogurt-throwing woman now. Oh well, I suppose there are worse things I could be called. There are…aren’t there?
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heheheheh! my philosophy too….if you won’t share then no one gets any. stemmed from my folks with four fiesty kids….and it works well, the next generation over.
Oh No! Now look what I have started. I’m in big trouble now. :)
we’re ALLOWED to throw stuff??!!
f*ck blogging…
i’m throwing sh*t - effective immediately…
WEE-HAW!
LOL! This wasn’t meant as parenting advice! But, if it works for you I can’t say a word. :)
I’m going to remember this… I’ve got lots of things I can throw.