Eric and I try, we do, but we are told loud and clear on a daily basis many of our parenting tactics are AWFUL. ATROCIOUS! DEFINITELY worth total meltdowns about.
Juliette wanted a banana.
Mommy mistakenly thinks Juliette couldn’t start peeling the banana so opened the top, making certain not to peel the entire thing because she would likely want to peel it herself.
Juliette freaks out because she wanted to peel the banana. Throws the banana to the ground. Insists a new banana be procured immediately. This banana is ruined.
Mommy eats the banana.
Juliette LOSES HER MIND because Mommy ate HER banana.
Mommy gives in and gets Juliette a new banana and hands it to her.
Juliette hands the banana back two minutes later and asks Mommy to help – she can’t get the banana started on her own.
We have ridiculous rules about furniture.
Quinn, please don’t lie sideways across your chair and Juliette’s chair during dinner, you have to sit.
Quinn, please don’t stand on one foot on the top of your footboard leaning into your dresser to get PJs from the top drawer.
Quinn, don’t lean over the edge of that head first… remember when you fell in the lake in April!?
Response: screech, flail, howl and bemoan terrible parents he was shackled with.
Kiernan has become of fan of the Wii – specifically Super Mario Galaxy.
Some days, he’s only allowed to play one level. It took him 50 attempts to get one level, but then we made him stop when it was past his bedtime and he only got to play that and a little bit of iPad and watch tv for a bit that day.
Have I mentioned it’s a good thing they’re so cute?