I have a strong-willed child. He’s a master negotiator, stubborn as hell and wants everything done his own certain way. He’s exhausting, often frustrating and constantly challenging. And I feel like punching someone every time they smile and tell me I’m just raising a “natural born leader.” He’s a leader all right. Because some days I feel he’s about to lead me right to the nuthouse.
Friday was a rough day. The kind of day that makes you feel like you can’t do anything right in the world of parenting. As far as the actual world, everything was just fine and dandy. But in my mom world, there was non-stop screaming, crying, arguing and an attitude of epic proportions. And he’s only three!
My life for the past few months of potty training has been a constant refrain of “Where does poop and pee go? In the potty. Poop and pee go in the potty. Are you sure you don’t want to potty? Why wouldn’t you want to put poop in […]
We’re deep in the potty training phase, and I made up the beginning to a little song to the tune of Patience, by Guns N’ Roses. It’s hard to pee with so many around. You know I don’t like going poop in a crowd … That’s all I […]
