Sunday, December 31, 2006

I swore I would never say that

I took the kids to visit Papa and go out to lunch today(again). The kids were being kind of squirrley, so I opted against a trip to the mall and decided to bring them home so Gracie could take a nap instead. My car is smaller than Lisa's and the kid's carseats are virtually right next to each other. Not a good thing. They were bickering and taunting each other in the back seat. I askd them to stop. They didn't. Then I found myself saying "I will have to stop the car if you do not stop fighting." It was very reminsicent of the "Don't make me come back there!" The only problem was, we were on the freeway and there was nowhere safe for me to pull over, so it was an empty threat. Those never work. Next they began having a sword fight, Cameron with his Power Ranger Sword, and Grace with her Tinkerbell wand. Again I tell them they need to stop. They don't. I tell them I am going to take away their "weapons" if they do not STOP HITTING EACH OTHER WITH THEM. They still don't stop. I tell Grace to give me her wand. She says NO! and hides it where I can't get it. I would have pulled over at this point, but again there is nowhere safe and we need gas, and I have to pee. Cameron wisely chooses to put his sword down. Gracie continues to hit Cameron with her wand. When she is not expecting it, I reach around and grab the wand out of her hand. Yeah, real safe driving there. But she wasn't listening and I could not have her whacking her brother while I was trying to drive. As soon as I take the wand away from her, Grace begins SCREAMING at the top of her lungs, kicking her feet and banging on her carseat. A full on tantrum. She continues to do this for twenty minutes. I try reasoning with her, I try threatening that she will never get the wand back if she doesn't stop crying this instant, I try turning up the radio to drown out her screaming. Nothing works. I am beginning to get a headache. Cameron suggest I just give her the wand back to make her stop screaming. No way. I am not rewarding this kind of behavior. She continues to scream. Finally the screaming turns to crying. I ask her if she would like a tissue and she says yes. She continues to cry, but quietly at least. I pull into a gas station and get out to pump the gas. When I open the car door to put my credit card away, Cameron says "Gracie says you're Bad". Great. Just call me Bad Aunt Michelle. By the time we get home, I seem to have been forgiven. I think she misses her Mom, and her Dad, and her own bed. Five days is a long time to be away from home without your parents when you're three.

6 comments:

Tracy said...

Happy New Years Eve, I hope you can have something to drink when you take your medication because I think you DESERVE something at midnight! I agree with you about those tantrums, Amelia is really into them and although there are times I really WANT to give her what she wants because it would be so much easier than having her laying on the floor screaming, I don't want her to learn that's all she has to do to get her own way. I think your husband should take tomorrow with the kids (tell him he needs the practice for when your own little one comes home) and you should rest, relax and nap!
Good luck....


Tracy
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Jonni said...

Michelle, I understand your pain sister! I just watched my 5 year old neice with my husband and I thought I was going to go batty by the 3rd day. They have so much energy. All of a sudden, this adoption wait doesn't seem so bad (lol), Have a wonderful New Year!

Hugs,
Jonni
www.journeytosofia.com
:)

Jonni said...

I don't know why I wrote neice, I meant nephew...sorry.

Jonni

Jonni said...

Last comment. I meant niece. Geez, I am typing too fast and up too late. :)

Jonni

Kristin said...

You are right... she's just a bit out of whack and misses mom and dad...

All kids pitch fits... don't worry.

Stephanie said...

You did just fine! Sometimes kids will just put you right over the edge. The fact that you stood your groud means that they will respect you when they are older. Good job!!
- Stephanie
www.mesocrafty.wordpress.com