January 22, 2006
Terrible Twos
I'm going crazy. I'm having a very hard time with the terrible two stage. Molly is very defiant. She doesn't listen to me - I basically have to tell her at least 5 times and the last time is yelling and then she'll at least look at me like, "Oh, what do you want?" She has the energy of a running cheetah at super warp speed. She is constantly running around the house and destroying things, throwing things, pulling the cat's tail (even though she's been bit twice and hasn't learned) and so much more. Do I need super nanny? Heck yes I do! I'm getting a little worried about when I go part-time next week and how I'll be able to handle everything. I'm being optimistic. I really think that she gets the best of me after a long day at work and I come home exhausted and just let her run around the house wild. Lovely I know. So maybe when I'm not constantly working, things will be a bit more calm?? Please tell me they will...
I haven't been consistent with discipline either, once again because I'm so tired after working all day. So I've been trying to put her in time out more but that doesn't seem to affect her - she just laughs it off while she's in the corner. And I don't like spanking her all the time because I feel horrible doing it because then she cries. So far - the counting 1,2,3 you better get over here or I'm going to spank you is working but I'm just threatening all the time. Any advice - email me!
Today I did the worst thing ever. I "thought" she was asleep and so I took a nap too. Well apparently she didn't go to sleep. Instead, while I slept, she ran around the house like a violent tornado had hit. Yes, I deserved that one. No good mother sleeps while her child is awake. I made an honest mistake - I really thought she was asleep. So Peter comes home to find that Molly had changed her own poopy diaper and put a new one back on except there was no "wiping" involved. Just lovely.
And I heard just the nastiest rumor - after the terrible twos comes the terrible threes!! I'm doomed. Help! What do I do to turn my defiant, tasmanian, backtalking, cheetah child back into sweet, loveable and fun Molly?
Disclaimer - I love Molly with all my heart - she is the perfect child and I am NOT the perfect mother. I need more help than she does. She's beautiful, sweet and innocent behind all the tantrums. :-)
January 16, 2006
"Go Hockey!"
Those were Molly's cheers the other night at our annual Blazers vs. Oilers game in Tulsa with Peter's dad's work - Omni Air International. We had a great time - Molly even flirted with another little boy who was about three years old but all she could say was, "It's a hockey game," over and over again. He, being much more sophisticated at three years of age was like, "(duh - implied) I know it's a hockey game." Poor Molly - she was just trying to be friendly. :-) The other funny story came from area-wide church at the Tulsa Expo Center on Sunday. Grady King came up from TX to preach. He told a story about how a fed-up parent sent her young son to the preacher for disciplining and the preacher kept saying, "Now son, where is God?" over and over to empahsize where was God in his life and why was he acting up. The little boy ran home scared and his little brother asked what the preacher told him and he said "They lost God and they think I did it." Great story and after he was finished saying it and the laughter settled and it was quiet - Molly let out "Where is God!?!" as loud as she could muster. Our whole section was busting up. Perfect timing. And we thought she wasn't listening!
January 12, 2006
A little snow
A little late but here is the only good pic of Molly and the recent snow that only stayed on the ground for only about 4 hours.
