Monday, December 24, 2007
The evening screamfest
We have one every night over dinner. The kid complains about everything in her dinner, from what it consists of to the texture to needing a different fork to why can't I have (insert other food of choice here). It takes her well over an hour to finish and by then we've been yelling at her for at least 30 minutes. She tries to get in long conversations about other things and the like, what she's having for dessert (not getting dessert babe). We've been over indulgent parents for way too long and are now reaping the benefits. Christmas Eve and we're telling her we have Santa's cell phone number. It's really bad tonight. Really bad. The hubby's going to need therapy soon. The kid already does so that's a given. She's been consistently bad lately, she doesn't listen. At all. I think she's traumatized from watching me get sick. Like everything she's heard from adults lately has freaked her out so bad she's just going to stop listening. Can you blame her?