Fun with IMhim: how are the wonder triplets?
me: wonder triplets?
me: fighting a lot
me: Dylan is nearly unmanagable
him: with you or each other
me: both
me: nothing fazes him
him: is it a stage?
me: i started a nice and naughty bean system
me: i hope so
me: each time he hurt someone or yelled poopy talk
me: a bean went from one to the other
me: by nine a.m. there were fifty beans in the naughty jar
me: he loved it
him: hmm
me: it was like
me: DIAPER!
me: bean
me: DIAPER!
me: bean
me: DIAPER!
me: bean
me: bah
him: I’m sure you’ll figure something out
him: more draconian
him: you can poo poo all you like
me: almost spit coffee
me: have been disciplining for use of that phrase
him: poo?
him: shit
me: poopoopeepeediaperface
him: I curse like a sailor around the kids
me: i yelled get your fucking shoes on to Logan yesterday
me: he was shocked
me: and so distraught
me: wanted to go to store with me
me: but was wearing swimsuit
me: cognitive dissonance
me: told him to jump in car
me: but he needed undies and shorts
me: actually came down the walk naked with a shirt covering himself, crying
me: didn’t know what to do
me: i said it’s ok to go in your trunks!!!
me: after waiting at the curb with Daph for twenty minutes
me: he was in agony with the mismatch
him: oh geez
him: poor guy
me: OCD
him: brain not up to your speed right now
him: ocd?
me: obsessive compulsive disorder
him: right
me: we used to call him ocd boy
me: not to his face
me: not to get him to the dinner table or anything







06.26.05 at 01:59 PM |
Do Mommies have to pay beans too? I let a few potty words out today (OOPS!)
06.27.05 at 05:35 AM |
Yesterday, when my 7 year old son said that he wouldn’t get in the hot car until I turned on the ac (while I was trying to juggle his 2 toddler sisters and waiting for him to get in the car so that I could deposit them in their car seats and then turn on the ac), I told him he would “be waiting a long fucking time.” There were about 5 neighbors outside within hearing distance. I was so ashamed, but the worst part was when he told me inside the car that he doesn’t like it when I yell at him. I apologized to him for using a bad word, and he said he didn’t even notice it.