Wednesday, September 2

Whose kid is that anyways?

You know when you're out and about, and you see that mouthy kid running amuk in the store who won't mind her mother and you swear there is no discipline whatsoever at home? Or the kid at the restauraunt who is running around while the parent sits and enjoys conversation or the meal? Or, the kid whose parent has pulled over on the side of Franklin because the behavior has gotten so bad they had to have a spanking right then and there? I hate that kid, I hate that parent. And today, it was totally me!

I hate the fact that you can work your butt off to instill manners, virtues, social decency and just all around good behavior and in one day it can fly out the window. How can a child who is reasonably well -behaved (atleast I think) go off on some tangent and start screaming in your face, hitting her friend, yanking toys away from her brother, and deliberately disobeying, just to see if you will catch her? It makes me sick just thinking about it.

Cameron was having an off day today. Unfortunately, today was the day we were going to go with her friend and her friend's mom to Archiver's (stupid to take kids there, even when they are well behaved), out to lunch, and then to Settler's Park, which is a wonderful play area/water park for kids for one last hurrah in the heat before the Fall weather comes on. I swear, if we wouldn't have been out with friends (and they always act this way when you are) I would have taken her butt home so fast, she wouldn't have known what hit her. Instead, she hit her friend, she hit her brother, she ran around the restaurant, and she used Tucker as her innocent pawn in her evilness. IT WAS RIDICULOUS!

We came home and clearly it was time for a nap, but do you think she took one? Nope. Not a chance. FINALLY it was bed time and she was out in about five minutes. It's exhausting being rotten. And now, she is sleeping soundly, looks like an angel, and hopefully, she will transform back into the sweet girl that I know and love tomorrow. But, if you see a Sequoia pulled over on the side of the road with a kid hanging onto the handle for dear life, it's just Cameron having a bad day. Don't worry about it.

1 comment:

  1. Oh I can't wait . . . I already can't handle Addie's tantrums . . . :) Next time you go to Settler's let me know -- I love that park. And I won't judge you when you decide to disown your child.

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