I apologized to her friend and then I stopped the tantrum by encouraging him to sing a theme song to a TV show (one of many) he watches ALL THE TIME. It worked... and then he got a book as a treat.
And then I had to muscle him back into his carseat while he bucked and hollered.
And I potty trained him using candy and toys and bribery.
And sometimes we eat lunch in front of the t.v.
Also, my son knows a lyric to "I'm sexy and I know it..." (blame his uncles and his father for that one).
My point is this... I'm not perfect. I'm ridiculous. I'm not even that great of a mother. I'm doing the best I can. Sometimes I cuss. Frequently, I loose my patience with the boys and yell about 100% more than I need to out of sheer frustration. I'm trying every day to improve but the truth is that I was a waaaaay better parent before I had actual human children.
I want to be a great mom.
A mom with well-behaved children.
A mom who doesn't raise her voice.
A mom that has it all together.
I I know my blog is typically happy and my pictures are bright and vivid but I've got a very long way to go. Don't believe me? Look closer...
This baby is FILTHY!
(and happy. Good enough. )