There’s an award-winning book called When Sophie Gets Angry…Really, Really Angry… that well fit my mood today. 
1) After being reminded not to throw balls in the house, Kyla went into our bedroom, threw a plastic ball so hard upward that it broke through the glass covering our overhead light, breaking it and showering our room in glass shards.
2) Wesley waking up after a very brief nap because of the fall out of this. He couldn’t get back to sleep.
3) Naked Piper, on her way to the bathtub, taking a detour to her bedroom to climb up onto her closet shelf and pee up there!
4) Reminding Kyla, again, that food stays in the kitchen. “Oh, yeah,” she says, running back to the kitchen with the cracker bag upside down over the carpet I had—moments before—just vacuumed.
5) Herding all the kids to McLendon’s with Kyla’s piggy bank in tow to buy a new overhead light. I took the $5 bill out of her piggy bank and then have her give most of her coins to the cashier to make a dent in the cost of the replacement.
6) Reminding Kyla, again, not to walk on the back of the couch. Sending her to her room for a really long time after she jumped off the back of the couch, onto the side table, knocking it and all its small contents over all over the floor. The child was unhurt.
7) After trying to get Piper to clean up some of the toys scattered everywhere for a good portion of the afternoon, and her continually running away and hiding under a blanket, I gave her a choice of cleaning up or letting Mama have all her toys. Guess what she chose. Our bedroom—the one with the br0ken light—is now housing ALL of Piper’s stuffed animals, dolls, doll paraphernalia, books, play kitchen, puzzles, and anything else that wasn’t a blanket, clothing, or bedding object.
8) When I offered to take them to the mall to play on the indoor toys and Kyla wailed that she didn’t want to go, and then two hours later wailed that she wanted to go, I simply stopped talking and walked from the room.
So when Mama gets angry, really, really angry, watch out. ‘Cause you’re definitely not getting dessert.
1 comment:
I not laughing at you - I'm laughing with you. :) Been there.
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