P cries every. single. day. because I won't let her hold the bottle of bubble solution, although I will let her dip the wand in. She loves bubbles, but it always devolves to tears.
Tears this morning because I wouldn't let her wear two different shoes. Also, she didn't like how her pants touched the top of her shoes and I wasn't cuffing them quickly enough.
Tears because I won't let her stand in the fridge. Tears because we put a child lock on our kitchen recycling bin so she can no longer take everything out of it.
This morning: Tears because H putty dirty socks in the hamper (that she wanted me to wear). Tears because her brother was crying. Tears because I wouldn't let her drink brothers juice/medicine combo even though she had her own cup of juice available.
My older toddler had a melt down because her daycare BFF was going to be there and she didn't want him to be. Then she had a meltdown because he wasn't there yetwhen we arrived. Rough morning.
tears because i won't let him play with the 2 pound meag-lite tears because i won't let him drink out of whatever i am drinking out of, be it wine, water bottle, water thermos, coffee, tea... tears because his sister is in trouble and in time out tears because i put the baby gate in front of the pantry so he will stop opening it and climbing into it and pulling food out, every 5 seconds. tears because his milk has the wrong color lid. tears because i gave him a fork to eat his food with instead of a knife or toy grill tongs.
Because I wouldn't let him blow my nose with the Kleenex he stores in his diaper (he is like a squirrel packing a ton of Kleenex in the back of his diaper after he blows his nose).
Because I wouldn't let him blow my nose with the Kleenex he stores in his diaper (he is like a squirrel packing a ton of Kleenex in the back of his diaper after he blows his nose).
OMG, C has started with the tp to blow his nose. He takes like a mile long one, than tears it up and leaves it all over the house. It's driving me crazy.
Because I wouldn't let him blow my nose with the Kleenex he stores in his diaper (he is like a squirrel packing a ton of Kleenex in the back of his diaper after he blows his nose).
OMG, C has started with the tp to blow his nose. He takes like a mile long one, than tears it up and leaves it all over the house. It's driving me crazy.
Our toilet paper bill is ridiculous because of the kids. SOOOOO much waste and I find it everywhere. A favorite "hiding" spot is in the dirty laundry hamper.....
These are hilarious! Tears most days because I won't let him hang off the oven door and continuously slam it. Tears because I won't let him eat the dog food (seriously he LOVES the dog kibble). Tears because I wiped his face after breakfast. Tears because he was awake and anyone spoke to him this morning. Tears because we got the daycare providers house and I took his coat off. Also a rough morning!
Me: 39 DH: 39 DS1 born Sept 1999 Married Nov 2010 TTC 2010 2011 BFP ended in ectopic RE Aug 2014. Unexplained infertility Sept 2014-Dec 2014 fermera/IUI/TI BFN's
August 16, 2015 baby Boy M is born and our hearts melt!
At our house: tears because I won't let him play with Daddy's tools, like needle-nose pliers tears because I won't put Babies for Babies (no dialogue) from Amazon Video on instead of eating dinner tears because I won't let him eat the berries with sand on them before I wash them off
I could go on and on...those were just yesterday from about 4-6pm.
Post by flippinchica on May 9, 2017 13:40:59 GMT -5
He asked for a piece of cheese. I had to put him down to cut it up which made him cry. I took off his shoes. I won't play with him while I'm eating He Isn't allowed to have scissors, knives, etc.
Because I wouldn't let him blow my nose with the Kleenex he stores in his diaper (he is like a squirrel packing a ton of Kleenex in the back of his diaper after he blows his nose).
OMG, C has started with the tp to blow his nose. He takes like a mile long one, than tears it up and leaves it all over the house. It's driving me crazy.
Or touching every piece of kleenex to his nose so you now have a "special box" that's just w's of tissue. H went to use it and I was like
20 minute hysterical meltdown in the car last week because she wanted to buckle the chest clip on her car seat, couldn't do it, and wouldn't accept help or defeat. She screamed so much I thought she was going to either puke or lose her voice. It was ugly.
Last night M lost it because he wanted a banana, so I opened it and gave it to him. He apparently just wanted to play with it and refused to eat it. He also freaked out when I ate it because I wasn't wasting a banana.
So my child fake cries. Yes, sometimes she occasionally has actual tears over something, but usually over stuff like this she has temper tantrums, but dry face.
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