A friend of mine shared this link with me on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Mothersnotebook/photos/pcb.608929895874194/608927912541059/?type=1&theater
It’s hilarious because I live this life. And then I got to thinking. I wonder how many temper tantrums Harrison has had that could be put on this post. And then I made a list.
- He couldn’t find his dinosaur. It was on the floor.
- He wanted me to make his bed. He was in it.
- He didn’t want to eat breakfast. It was lunch time.
- He didn’t want me to turn off his tv show. He’d already seen that episode of Handy Manny 4 times.
- He didn’t want me to brush his teeth (by the way, sometimes it is easier to brush the teeth of a screaming kid because his mouth is already open. You’re welcome.)
- He didn’t want to be in bed anymore but wouldn’t get out.
- He couldn’t use a fork to eat his popcorn.
- He didn’t get any mail today.
- His sister exists.
- He didn’t want to take a bath.
- He wanted to take a bath.
- The ice in his cup melted. (It happens to be 80 degrees)
- His cup wasn’t working. (It was empty)
And so yeah. That was the last 24 hours of my life.
Too funny! At least you have your sense of humor and plenty to write about!
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You forgot the screaming marathon cry for 45 minutes starting at 4:30am “I want my mama!!! I want my mama!! I want my mama!!” I tried to resolve whatever issue he had dreamed up for him four times durning this marathon session but the same chant continued. 😦
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