- Natalie wanted me to put on her necklace, I was already doing her hair, I kindly told her to wait.
- Natalie violently threw her necklace across the room like a steroid-abusing major league pitcher...because I raise heathens.
- I calmly told her to pick it up. I'm rather certain that I sounded like Mary Poppins in my delivery.
- She started crying and said "no." ...I gave her 3 chances. Several times so it was more like 12 chances.
- I picked it up and told her she couldn't wear it at all today. Take that little parenting moment Bratty McBratterson. How'd ya like that? No necklace. Mmmmhmmmm.
- She freaked out like Linda Blair in the Exorcist.
- I dragged her out of the room. We were done.
- She refused to come down stairs. Kicking and screaming. It was awesome.
- I dragged her down the stairs by her arm.
- She threw a tantrum putting on her shoes. She couldn't put them on. The same shoes she has successfully put on 20 times...same shoes. But today they were a challenge.
- She screamingly refused to eat her mini-muffins. Screamingly is a real word says spell check.
- I counted to 3.
- Justin counted to 3. Thanks for your support Justin. Now finish your Cheerios.
- I sent her to the bathroom until she could stop crying.
- She practiced her best "Nightmare on Elm street Freddie is killing me" scream, just in time for Halloween.
- I walked in and threatened her life.
- She said she wanted her necklace. Ya think?
- I told her all she would have had to do is PICK IT UP WHEN I TOLD HER TO.
- I shut the door.
- She took off her shoe and banged my door (When she puts the shoe back on it will be time #21 of practicing it).
- I walked in and told her if she broke anything in my bathroom I'd "break every single toy she had." Yes, I did. What of it???
- She came out and refused the muffins again.
- I shoved gummy vitamins in her mouth (after all, it was wide open because she was still screaming. I saw and opportunity.)
- She spit them on the floor.
- I ate her muffins. They were delicious.
- She decided she wanted muffins after all. But of course she did!!!
- I ushered both kids into the car where she cried all the way to school muttering the word "necklace."
- I walked her into her classroom and offered her a big hug. Which she accepted...for a very long time. It was touching and sweet.
- Then she said she was hungry.
- I offered her carrot sticks...she said no and threw a fit.
- I left.
This bugged me all morning. She's my girl and I absolutely hated that we fought. My heart was hurting. We never fight.
So what did I do?
Duh, I actually took a lunch break, picked her up at school and took her out to lunch so we could "talk about it." Yep, a deep-and-meaningful with a 5-year-old.
You know, because in our house WE REWARD REALLY BAD BEHAVIOR.
I screwed up. I'm a pushover. I totally caved. I set a very bad precedent.
WTF was I thinking???