Tom Brown
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Right now, I'm a guest at my girlfriend's sister's place. They have an out of control 2 year old and a 5 week old. Actually, the 2 year old is pretty nice sometimes. She is really cute. She woke me up this morning by throwing Miss Potatoe Head at me. Much of the time she is extremely sweet but she gets cranky and will start kicking, throwing things, and generally screaming for attention.
Apparently, this started when her little brother was born. Pretty much everywhere you look, soomething has been tagged by a tantrum at some point, from the broken glass doors on the china cabinet to the couch cushions which are hemorrhaging foam from an incident with the scissors.
The course of action is to reason with her. She'll be screaming at the top of her lungs and jumping on your toes and they will say, "Now, now... that is not how nice girls behave. Please stop. You're hurting Tom's toes." I just tune her out when she gets like that.
A couple of minutes ago, she grabbed my laptop. I pulled it away from her. They told me, "That is not how we are trying to teach her." I just smiled. I'm not letting her break my laptop in order to preserve her feelings. Fuck that. She already broke the keyboard on my Blackberry in an aerodynamics experiment. That ought to be sufficient investment on my part.
The tantrum got so bad, they promised to take her for ice cream if she would calm down. They just left. This is the first I've been able to hear myself think.
I'll be staying at a hotel this evening. I'm sure my chick will understand, although that is no longer a requirement.
I love kids! :thumbsup
Apparently, this started when her little brother was born. Pretty much everywhere you look, soomething has been tagged by a tantrum at some point, from the broken glass doors on the china cabinet to the couch cushions which are hemorrhaging foam from an incident with the scissors.
The course of action is to reason with her. She'll be screaming at the top of her lungs and jumping on your toes and they will say, "Now, now... that is not how nice girls behave. Please stop. You're hurting Tom's toes." I just tune her out when she gets like that.
A couple of minutes ago, she grabbed my laptop. I pulled it away from her. They told me, "That is not how we are trying to teach her." I just smiled. I'm not letting her break my laptop in order to preserve her feelings. Fuck that. She already broke the keyboard on my Blackberry in an aerodynamics experiment. That ought to be sufficient investment on my part.
The tantrum got so bad, they promised to take her for ice cream if she would calm down. They just left. This is the first I've been able to hear myself think.
I'll be staying at a hotel this evening. I'm sure my chick will understand, although that is no longer a requirement.
I love kids! :thumbsup