Being a full time mom is great but it can be hard because your "boss" is learning how to control her emotions. I guess it is similar to the boss I had years ago that was going through menopause... She also doesn't give 15 minute breaks or comp time and when I tell her I am tired she tells me I am not. It is however the best job in the world and has a pretty good benefits package. This includes hugs, I love you's, pictures and paintings, cuddles, and to die for smiles.
Recently, my "boss" Addyson will tell me she wants a sandwich and I ask her if I should make it or should she? "Youuuuu make it" she whines, I start getting out the peanut butter and bread. All of a sudden Addyson is crying and screaming "No Iwanna *mumble* Nooooooo" The first few times this happened I though maybe she severed her arm or something but no she wanted to make the sandwich. I tell her "Addyson calm down here you can make it."
"I wanted to get the stuff out, *sniffle sniffle." she replies.
Now we are at a standstill. The stuffs out already. If I put it back she say no and if I say well make the sandwich she says no. Remember I am not allowed to make the sandwich at this point.
One of the funniest but not so funny at the time was when we were in the grocery store. She had almost fallen asleep on the way there which is always a set up for a breakdown. Anyhow, we rushed through the store and I asked her if she wanted string cheese. "No" she replied. Ok, I know better than to take no for an answer. I should have just put some string cheese in the cart anyway. That could have caused a breakdown though... Anyhow, we get to the checkout line and she cries "I want cream cheese!" I say "You want cream cheese/" She says "NOOO swing cheese." I say "Oh string cheese - hold on" It is a small town and I know the checkout girls. I run down the isle to the back of the store and grab string cheese. Addy is sitting in the cart by the way. On the way back I hear Addy crying and Cassie saying "your mom will be right back".
I give Addy the string cheese.
"NOOOOOOOO, I WANTED TO GET THE STRING CHEESE MYSELF!"
Really? Really? Now we are going to go there?
So I pay and ignore her and laugh a little because she is outta control crazy. I hear patrons behind me saying "Oh, poor thing." At this point I don't know if they are feeling sorry for me or Addy or both.
We go on the merry go round and she is still saying "I wanted to get the cheese."
"I know Addy I am sorry" I say.
"I wanted to get the cheese." she says
"I know Addy I am sorry" I say.
"I wanted to get the cheese." she says
"Oh my God let it go child. ENOUGH with the stupid cheese" Ok, I didn't say that but I thought it in my head which made me laugh a little (that of course pissed her off even more.
We walked to the store. It took about 15 minutes. Therefore, we had to walk back.
First block Addy says
"I wanted to get the cheese.I wanted to get the cheese.I wanted to get the cheese."
there is whining and fake crying going with this mind you.
Second block Addy says
"I wanted to get the cheese.I wanted to get the cheese.I wanted to get the cheese."
whining, fake cry and occasional kicking.
I try singing songs
"Don't say that" she yells.
Third block Addy says
"I wanted to get the cheese.I wanted to get the cheese.I wanted to get the cheese."
whining, fake cry and occasional kicking.
I try changing the subject.
"DON'T TALK" she screams.
Fourth block Addy says
"I wanted to get the cheese.I wanted to get the cheese.I wanted to get the cheese."
whining, fake cry and occasional kicking.
Fifth block Addy says
"I wanted to get the cheese.I wanted to get the cheese.I wanted to get the cheese."
whining, fake cry and occasional kicking.
By now I am thinking she is NEVER going to let this go. Maybe I could take her to a friends house, drop her off...
Better yet, I take her to the park. She has a good time and we get back in the baby jogger. A block from the house she says "I wanted to get the cheese."
