The day where everything seems to be going well and then, right about 4:00 in the afternoon one of your children (or coworker, spouse, sibling, you name it) gets a hair up their butt and decides RIGHT NOW looks like a fine time to have a good 'ole witching hour. And of course it wouldn't be a proper "one of those afternoons" if you aren't stopped in 4:00 city traffic with frozen food.
Don't touch him
Be quiet
Get your shoes off the ceiling (no worries, his hands were inside his shoes, not his feet!)
Don't put your hands through his seat again
Turn around, do you realize how dangerous it is to turn around like that?!
Be quiet
Don't put your hands through his seat again
Turn around, do you realize how dangerous it is to turn around like that?!
Be quiet
ZIP IT!
All right, that's 1
Immediate time out when we get home, you do not throw things in the car
Immediate time out when we get home, you do not throw things in the car
2nd, now 3rd time out when we get home
Sit up
I need you to be quiet, you are distracting me
Now you are writing a paper for punishment (side note: best punishment EVER for certain children who are 10 and 12, but shall remain nameless)
No whining
Be quiet!
Oh my, I focused on the brake lights in front of me and did my best to ignore the child who was determined to push every last one of my buttons.
We've been home 90 minutes now and the paper about distracted driving is still being written, with a lot of whining to go along with it.
Countdown to bedtime: T- 130 minutes
How many times can one recite the serenity prayer in 130 minutes?
How many times can one recite the serenity prayer in 130 minutes?
Ahhh!!! You're telling me THOSE afternoons don't stop when the kid turns 10??? The knowledge that we were almost at the end of THAT stage was my life raft....
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Thanks for the smile - we've all had those afternoons... helps to know we're not alone.
:)