DS got a train table from my mother for Christmas. I put it together and it took me about 3 hours in all. Today he knocked it all down and the pieces went everywhere then wanted me to put it back together. I waited a while then attempted to put it back together, but cannot seem to find the directions. I finally (after about an hour) got it pretty much back together and DS starts smashing the trains on the tracks and breaking them apart again. Instead of taking the GD approach I yelled at him and kicked the train table. The pieces fell back onto the floor and one of the tracks broke. I was soooooo frustrated because I had spent soo much time trying to put it back together.
I feel like such a jerk now. I'm gluing the broken piece back together and my DS is watching a baby einstein movie. I just need a few mins to myself. It's been a trying day today. I never act out in anger in front of my DS like that, I don't know what got into me
Did I just scar my DS for life?
I feel like such a jerk now. I'm gluing the broken piece back together and my DS is watching a baby einstein movie. I just need a few mins to myself. It's been a trying day today. I never act out in anger in front of my DS like that, I don't know what got into me
Did I just scar my DS for life?







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I said, no let's just try harder, stop eating candy and see how we do. He agreed to try harder.
: I talked to him again about listening, put the undies on and sent him out of the room. I packed up everything that is over a week old. I felt like the Grinch
"This room is so snazzy! I have so much room to play!" 


This is what he looks like everytime ds messes it up and asks dh to fix it. 
