1103
That how many days Henry made it on this earth without throwing an inconsolable tantrum. Today was day 1104. And you want to know what it was about? A fucking lollipop. I knew I should have kept sugar away from him until he was at least 10.
Labels: Henry, in the muck, parenting
3 Comments:
no kidding...
When my daughter was 3 she threw a horrible fit in the middle of the grocery store... laying on the floor screaming and crying. I decided right then and there I could NOT take it (I just don't have the patience) so I got down on the floor with her and did the same thing... for about 3 seconds. She immediately stopped and stood up. I guess I scared her, but I got a rousing applause from the other people in line. She never did it again.
oh man, had it been in public we would have been so out of wherever so quickly it would have been insane. it started in the car and ended with him in bed crying and whining "i want a lollipop" while i rubbed his back as he fell asleep for a good long nap.
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