Okay y’all. I need to write this down so I can remember how I feel *right now*
Well, it happened last night but I’m still feeling quite fuzzy about it.
I’m a yeller, I am. I yell way too much and I’m too loud and sometimes I think to myself.. Damn, if someone were talking to me like that I’d feel like crap. So what the heck am I doing freaking out on my kids for doing things that kids do? I mean, sometimes I’m so hard on them I feel like I’m constantly asking them to forgive me, because I feel bad after saying something too harsh or loud. I hate when people get loud so why should I do it. Yuck. But trying to raise polite, smart, loving, respectful human beings is HARD people! Chloe– sweet little Chloe, she can be so difficult to parent. She likes things her way, and they have to be just right. Do not try and make her wear pants.. And don’t get me started if her socks are the slightest bit crooked. Getting ready for school takes an extra 30 minutes because it’s TOUGH. If she doesn’t want to do something.. she REALLY doesn’t want to do it. She’s stubborn as hell and if you put her in time out? Well good luck, because she’ll sit there all day and all night until you give up.
She can be so so sweet.. but she can be.. ohh she can be so many things.
Then, after an especially hard day. And, Chloe colored with marker on the chair.. again. After I told her to use her tray.. again. She gave me this:
In case you can’t read 5 year old talk– it says: I luv u I heart u I super luv u. Lily! Chloe! I heart you! I love so much! I really luv u! I sure luv you! I heart u! Even dad.
1.) She was making this when she colored on the chair.
2.) It’s washable. Seriously, and it’s a chair. Shut up Rachelle.
She still loves me. A lot. Even when I’m nagging asking her to pick up her backpack for the 30th time.. Basically God shook me and said, seriously. Calm down. It’s okay. They’re kids. It just pulled at some serious heart strings– I’m really lucky. Sometimes I forget that. And, someday (hopefully sooner rather than later) She’ll grow out of it, and we’ll laugh and say remember when she’d lay on the floor and scream and cry until she got her way.. how funny. ;)
It helps that they’re really really cute.