Friday, April 8, 2011

A colt is worth little if it does not break its halter.

So my kid is a bully.  And she is bossy.  We had a play date this week where my kid ate dirt, fish hooked a little boy and pulled him around, stole toys, climbed into other Mom's laps when they were trying to interact with their kids and got in their faces.  She ate dirt out of the plants around the house, destroyed beautiful picture displays, and made EVERY SINGLE KID AT THE PLAY DATE CRY.
Luckily, I was there with my good, patient, understanding (PLEASE STILL HANG OUT WITH US!!!) Mom friends Jen and Kelley and their intelligent, tolerant, beautiful (NO REALLY, PLEASE!!!  DON'T LEAVE ME ALONE WITH HER!) kids.  I linked their blogs so you can what a good mother looks like.
Honestly, I don't know what to do.  I'm 1/3 of the way thru the discipline book Jen lent me.  But all signs point to, you can't really discipline a one year old.  Which means- no more eating out for the Hellbusch's.
We went to IHOP last week and Evelynn spilled syrup, a glass of water, was generally loud, screechy, and obnoxious.  She kept "giving" the people in the booth packets of sugar.  They asked to be moved.  We were so embarrassed.  Seth just kept his head down and shoveled food in his mouth while I spent the meal apologizing, shushing, unsticking things, swatting things out of her reach, and generally cursing Seth for saddling me with this kid.
But I still love him.  And her.  I just am going to be getting a lot of take out the next few years.
Speaking of my terrible child, I just caught her putting her socks in the toilet.  I'd better go fish them out.
Hope you all have a great weekend!!

Love (my terrible child),
Carrie