I may or may not have been the crazy lady on the side of a twisty country road taking her screaming, seat kicking, 3 year old stinker out of the car and sternly warning him that we would not get back into the car until he stopped.
Don't worry, in the midst of my mommy freak out moment, I did responsibly remember to put my hazard lights on.
I'm good like that.
Much love,
Katie
14 comments:
goodness, i hear you. my toddler gives me a run for my money a lot lately!! sometimes, i think i should just WEAR hazard lights and be done with it.
Too funny!
hahaha...ok you are NOT crazy...but i hope today is better!
Been there and done that. You are not alone.
Oh gosh. That will be me!
hate those moments!!! grrrr. you are not crazy
I, too, have had my van pulled over with the hazard lights a-flashing and three little boys lined up in a row on the curb while I lectured, loudly and endlessly and oh-so-effectively, I'm sure! But, nothing beats the time I took Isaac out on the curb and he bolted. There's nothing like chasing a five-year-old with a mini van to make people think you have lost it...
That could certainly be me, too! Those little boys - so sweet one minute and so wackadoo the next!
OK I see that same lady in my very near future... oh the testing of limits.
Oh do I hate those moments.
You know we ALL have them though.
Sorry you had one today.
Hope all is well now.
Unicorns and rainbows... lol. I love that line.
It's good to know I'm not the only one!!
haha. Awesome.
I'm there too. Mine is two and half... I thought at 3 they were angels?
That 3 year old's daddy made me stop the car on the 15 to reprimand him for kicking the seat his grandma was in. He bolted up the hillside and over the other side and I chased him all the way praying a cop wouldn't stop and arrest me for child endangerment.
sam tonight laid down on the ground in front of the library while there was a festival going on next door and all sorts of people were walking by. he didn't want to hold my hand by the busy road. i ended up having to carry him under my arm like a sack of potatoes while he kicked and screamed all the way to the car. rad. i love it when people stare at me and my misbehaving child.
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