Why does it seem that the days when you are the most emotionally drained that things do not go as planned? Doodles is throwing a fit as we speak. I have no patience for it.
I made him get in the bath at 7:30. I have been telling him to get washed up since 8:01. Finally at 8:31, I put my foot down. At 8:47 he comes into my room asking if he can skip teeth so he can watch TV. I tell him no, he wouldn't be watching TV anyway because of the time. To which he starts whining, why didn't you remind me. AHHHHH! I tell him to go get his teeth brushed and he storms out of my room in tears. Not just tears, but an all out crying fit! I stormed after him, told him that he was grounded from TV for the weekend and brushed his teeth myself! There will be no crying in this house about the damn television!!!! He is not allowed to watch that much TV anyway. And he knows how I feel about him crying about it. I DON'T THINK SO!!!!! I do not know what goes on at his father's house, but here....no, just no way in hades is that child throwing a fit about the TV.
Did I go overboard....probably, its his bad luck that he caught me on a day when I have a headache from to many emotions. He best hope he stops muttering "radio" loud enough so I can hear it in the next 3 minutes or I am going to fly into a rage.