I’d love to get into a wonderfully thoughtful and witty post with you right now, but I can’t focus. Yes. A baby is crying. It’s really the only thing that can keep me from focusing on The Blog.
It’s Maile. And because I can’t compose my thoughts to talk about anything more interesting allow me to tell you why she’s crying…
I bought Maile and Laina coloring books on Saturday. I usually just print pictures out for them that I find on the internet to color, but the books were only a dollar and it cuts out a lot of time on my part if they just have a bunch of pictures at their fingertips.
I was talking on the phone long distance to a friend earlier and Maile kept hounding me to print her a out a picture. I said no (repeatedly and in an irritated whisper) and the girls instead colored in their coloring books in Maile’s room.
When Maile is mad she has taken to doing this whole “well if you don’t let me do (fill in the blank) then I’m gonna do this (bad behavior).” She threatens me AND her friends when she doesn’t get her way. I think it stems from the whole “If you don’t do what I ask you to do then you’re going to have a time out” thing that I do to HER!! See how that comes full circle?? Sweet.
Anyways, her and Laina were getting rowdy and mean to each other so I hung up with my friend and got them ready for bed. When I came into Maile’s room to tuck her in I noticed a green streak on the carpet (small-ish) and right next to a green marker. I glanced up at her…
“It’s because you won’t print me out a picture…”
A say WHAT!?!
So I yelled at her about how she’s not a baby and she knows better and that’s MY carpet and she ruined it and I’m not happy and she doesn’t get to color tomorrow yada yada yada and left her room. ANGRY.
That’s right folks.
No bedtime prayer.
No covering up.
No sweet songs.
Just left. her. room.
It’s not sitting well with her. And her crying is not sitting well with me…
Part of me wants to go in and talk calmly and let her apologize and go to sleep without feeling like she just disappointed her most favortist person in the whole world.
The other part of me wants to go in, take that green marker, put a stripe down the middle of her face and say “it’s because you drew on my carpet…and now you won’t shut up.”
I had my interview with Mindi today…more on that later….I’m going in…