So, we've been instituting time-outs for a while now. I think I mentioned somewhere here that I was concerned that we were doing something wrong because they actually go to their time-out chair willingly, most days. Apparently, I'm using time-out waaaaay too much because last night, Figgy picked up her baby doll and was babbling away about something as she walked to the time-out chair and put the baby in the chair. She stood there, like mommy does, and "explained to baby why she was there" in her best mommy voice. Every once in a while, she'd turn around and holler something else (I tend to yell if one of them tries to get up too soon). Ahhhhh! I had to get up and walk out of the room because I was laughing so hard.
The other latest development in her attitude? If she is told to do something she doesn't want to do (get off the dining room table for the 1,000,000,000th time), she stands with her hands on her hips and screams, "NO! MOMMA/DADDY/GRAMMA MEAN!" I told her the other day that she really should get used to it now because she's got another 16 years of this mean mommy.
The Professor has become someone I barely recognize. He is such a monster lately! There is a lot of throwing going on, a lot of pushing/hitting/biting and a lot of being mean to the dog. He has spent a good part of today in time-out because he has been pushing Figgy to the ground and throwing things. The last time he did this, I took all of his toys away for the day.
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Something is in the air Heather, we are dealing with this attitude crap here too. The kids drove me to my breaking point today and they each got swats on the butt. I don't know what got in to them, but they both ganged up on me all day. Even Clint was counting down the minutes until bedtime. He is the more patient one of us. It takes a lot to get him yelling, and he was doing his share this evening. I NEVER want to relive this day again!!!
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