Friday, February 4, 2011

Yikes!

So, my two year old has officially reached the terrible stage.  Those of you that know her might think that she has been at this stage since birth.  (I certainly do, but I'm remaining positive)  Yesterday, she got in trouble for biting kids at school.  Today she got in trouble for hitting.  As a matter of fact, she is in her room right now because she threw her Disney princess vitamins (The whole jumbo bottle) at my face.  Sometimes, I wonder how she can possibly be filled with so much anger at the age of 2.  However, I also think that I confuse her energy with anger.  This is the child that I am convinced absolutely hated being a baby.  She cried for the first 6 months of her life.  After taking her to the doctor many times and finally a pediatric gastroenterologist, we discovered that NOTHING was wrong.  I was grateful that she was healthy, but was hoping to have a medical answer for her constant unhappiness.  However, I think our answer was found when she became mobile.  It was like she was a different baby.  She hated not being able to move.  Chris and I are both active people, so I guess I shouldn't be surprised that our child would be the same way.  So I have an idea. 

During the summers, Chris puts the huskies on the treadmill for hours at a time.  They run off some energy in air conditioned comfort and they are less mischievous.  I am thinking about trying this with LP. 

If energy=mischief, then exhaustion= good LP and happy mommy.

Don't call DHS just yet, I am kidding.  I saw a preview for a Dr. Phil episode this week where a lady was in serious trouble for making her kid drink hot sauce as a punishment.  (Call me crazy, but I think this is kind of brilliant)  My next door neighbor growing up made his kids eat sardines for punishment.  I think this is brilliant too.  I prefer not to hit my child to punish her for hitting others, so I would like to be creative without being arrested.  Hmmmm, I'll think on this. 

In the mean time, to alleviate my stress, I will post a picture of my mom's german chocolate cake.  It makes me happy, so I hope it brings you joy also. 

XOXO
Stacey

1 comment:

  1. I love her, even when she throws things at me. Isn't being a Grandma grand?

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