I love this blog for any number of reasons. It's read by at least two people who aren't family, making me way more popular than I am in my real life. It's a great way to publicly admit embarrassing moments without revealing them to any more than two people. And because it's a collection of thoughts, I find it infinitely better than the random brain farts people (including me) are posting on Facebook.
In fact, what I love most are the diary-like qualities. For instance, Penelope, at this moment, is almost unbearable. She would disagree with ice cream and puppies if I thought it was something she should have. And speaking of puppies, she's trying to convince us that Fife would be better off with a new family so she can have her very own, totally cute, girlie-girl puppy.
She's just rotten. I know. I'm a horrible parent for saying that, but it's almost completely true.
So I went looking back on the blog and found a similar entry for my dear, lovely, well-behaved, 5-year-old Carolyn. It's not very detailed, as my summer posts usually don't contain the details of the bored-out-of-my-mind winter rants, but I sort of remember a time when maybe spanking didn't sound as horrible as I first thought.
Turns out, 3 can equal 2. It's slightly different. I think 2 is so maddening because it's so random and irrational. But 3 is very rational. It just also happens to be evil, sometimes.
But it ends. And something new begins. And then that ends and something new follows. Turns out, children are great for the ADD stricken among us.
2 comments:
I don't believe you. Look at that face! Besides, 3 starts tomorrow for us. I was hoping that meant we had seen the last of the 15 minute long time-outs because he is no longer in his terrible twos. Please tell me you're kidding!
I might consider trading Penny for Amanda...you know, like a kid swap. I didn't used to believe in spanking...AM is making me believe.
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