Sunday, September 02, 2007

The Origin of the Phrase

Sometimes, no matter how darling your children are, you completely understand why the following phrase was coined:

"What are you crying about? I'll give you something to cry about!" I haven't said it out loud yet, but it's crossed my mind more than once.

I mostly like to remember the happy stuff, but I have to log the frustrations now and again, so that if we have a second child, I don't look back and wonder why the first one was so perfect. Uh, it's called selective memory.

The little dude is generally very well behaved. It's worth noting though that "generally" is a variable term when someone is two years old. The latest fit was over the fact that his parents could see that he was so tired he couldn't walk straight and insisted that he nap. And he didn't want to nap.

NO NO NO NO NO! WAKE UP!

Fortunately, he pitched over and fell asleep a few minutes after that.

5 comments:

kittenpie said...

I hear you baby, We are having one os those testing weekends this weekend, full to bursting with spitting, the word "stupid," hitting, throwing, and refusing to eat or nap. Yeah, fun times are being had by none. Except maybe her bed, whihc is getting lots more company than usual as she is placed there for yet another little time out.

Mamacita Tina said...

We've lived through the nap refusal phase, and now are hitting the refusal to use the potty phase. After all the accidents I've had to clean up lately, I would much rather be going through the "No nap!" phase.

Lady M said...

kittenpie - I hope you get some catchup napping over there. We had another napless day.

Mamacita tina - We're not yet at potty training, and after your comment, I guess I'm grateful!

my minivan is faster than yours said...

I was sick this morning so my husband and father took my toddlers to a birthday party. Oy oy oy! Those two kids worked the men in their lives over sooo badly!

My husband can home convinced we're doing a terrible job raising them. Then this evening they were all about sharing with one another and snuggling with us. Ah, a day in the life of...

Mary Tsao said...

I have said it out loud. But once I did it sounded lame.

Ah yes... the crying when one is so tired one can hardly stand. I get it!