So I went away. Oh MY, does he not like that.
And what's with this whole sucking air thing lately? He slurps in air. I know the first place he heard it was in the book "Lentil" by Robert McCloskey in which a guy sits on top of a building and sucks on a lemon, and we made slurpy sucking noises, but he does it all the time now, worst of all he finds it the best way to get food into his mouth and I am TERRIFIED that he's going to suck food in and suck it straight into his trachea and we're going to have a choke on our hands. But HOW do you convince a kid to stop this behavior? We tell him over and over that it could be dangerous, but he has no concept of it.
What's worst is that we're getting all over each others' nerves today but we desperately needed this day of doing nothing - we've been running like crazy all week. Time to catch up on laundry and I figured that he could just play? He has legos, cars, dress-up, a couple of play buildings, a toy sink and a toy stove. Oh, and don't forget books up the wazoo, and puzzles and puppets and a Learning Tower serving as a play stand in the middle of the living room floor right now. Instead he finds it necessary to follow me around and give me orders and when I don't respond, he hits me. Or he does something that he knows he isn't supposed to do - like pick up the piece of mail I left on the table - and he then proceeds to rip it up, or better yet, dip it into his glass of milk?!!! And when I remove his hands, he digs in his nails as hard as he can. Seems that all he wants is 100% mama time but HE'S HAD IT ALL WEEK, ISN'T HE SICK OF ME YET?!!!
I want to say that I do not support spanking and would not hit my child
nor do I think that anyone else should, but I must also say that I can see from whence the impulse arises, and that the release probably felt (momentarily) good for my mom. But, I am sure that it would work for T just as poorly as it worked for me. I won't be doing it. But some days I think it might be the only thing that would get my point across, because everything else seems to not even go in one ear, much less out the other side!
And yesterday I read a blog by a mom who parents 100% by the Golden Rule and of course is always kind and respectful to her child and he is always kind and respectful to her, and before I knew what I was saying, the words "Well, aren't you a f*ing saint!" slipped out of my mouth. *gasp*
Not that I have anything against respectful parenting - what a wonderful thing to aspire to! I totally want to treat my son the way I want to be treated! I am kind to him, and ask him to put his boots on so we can go somewhere (this after about 10 minutes of warning that we're going to go), and he doesn't put his boots on! So I go pick him up to put on his boots and he scratches and bites me? Mmmm! Golden Rule obviously doesn't work in reverse!! Go fly a kite Ms. Perfect Mom!
jaded by the pollyannas, that's me.
ps: did I mention that I am SO SICK OF WINTER, and that it just got above zero here in the last hour? (It's 12:30 pm.)