I was so loving life with my sweet little princess being tantrum free for a few months! Life was good, she was good. But alas I suppose all good things must come to an end. Sunday she woke up on the WRONG side of the bed. As we were getting ready she all of the sudden says: "Mom I don't want to go to my class!" This was a small battle we had had last Sunday.
My response: " Kylee this is what we do on Sundays, we go to church and go to our classes."
And so starts the tantrum. We're talking yelling at the top of her little lungs, kicking, arms flailing, almost looks like she's going to hurt herself tantrum. Then it rolls into her shoes not fitting right on top of not wanting to go to church. This went on for a good 1 and 1/2. Thus putting both Ryan and I out of the Sunday spirit. Who has the stamina to throw an all out tantrum for over an hour?! Poor Brandon was stuck in the back of the car with her and had his hand over his ears the whole ride to church. Then yesterday as I was getting ready she comes in with one of Brooke's headbands. I told her she couldn't wear it cause she'd stretch it out... drum roll please, yet another tantrum. You would think bribery would work at times, but with this girls stubbornness, not a chance. Although I did try believe me! I told her she wouldn't be able to do something fun if she kept it up which in turn just made her scream louder saying that if she could do something fun she'd quit! Since when do kids set the terms?! 2 major tantrums in 24 hours is enough for me to want to give up my mommy job. Then last night as we finished family home evening and took the kids on a surprise trip to Dairy Queen she looks at me with those sweet brown eyes and says: "Mommy, you are the best mommy, I love you soo much!" Which then melts my heart and I am so glad she's a part of my life! I just wish that I could have a remote like on that movie Click and fast forward through those TERRIBLE tantrums. But I suppose if I did that it would make the sweet moments quite as sweet. As guess being a parent the good does have to come with a little of the bad...
2 comments:
oh man sister she is hillarious i think if i knew you as a three year old it would be kylee:):) love you!
poor girl. at least you don't have to wonder how she's feeling. and as misrable as she is at those times take confort in the fact that she is a happy child, most of the time anyway. she's just got a lot of passion on both ends of the scale. poor brandon tho.
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