When she is good she is very, very good and when she is bad she makes me want a drink before church on Sunday morning.
This morning she didn’t want to get dressed. She finally agreed to get dressed but didn’t want any help. When I went to check on her five minutes later, she was laying in bed with her blanket on and when I asked if she was okay, she gave the lamest fake cough I’ve ever heard. She wanted to wear a T-shirt when I asked her to wear a dress. When I agreed to the T-shirt, she wanted a dress. When it was time to get in the car to go to church, she changed her mind about her dress and wanted a different one. She told me to wear my brown boots instead of my black boots and when I looked like I might not, she started to whimper (I will admit I caved on that one — it’s very possible she was right).
When we got in the car, she didn’t like the music. Any of it. Then she yelled at me for alternately snapping, clapping and bobbing my head. So I did all three.
If she’s this bad now, it can only get better, right? She has nowhere to go from here and will grow to be a happy and well-rounded teenager with nary a trouble? Right? Right?
I remember the dress that twirls fight I had one morning before she went to pre-school. I tried to be reasonable and point out that all her dresses were dirty from sitting in the dirt playing trucks with the boys. She didn’t buy it and as I’m trying to shove jeans on her as she is kicking and screaming her dad walks in and want to know why this is even discussion. I then tried to guess what costume she would put on when she picked out her own clothes. I feel your pain. It can be a long day sometimes.
I was talking about Joslyn.
I too, feel your pain. Lately, Vivian doesn’t want to ever get out of her PJs. While I sympathize (because I really don’t want to get out of my PJs, either), I am not enjoying the toddler tantrums that come when I put my foot down about it.
As someone who is not a mom, and has spent comparatively little time with either toddlers or teenagers, I say YES, it can only get better and once 13, she will be the picture of perfection and you will never have another fight with her about clothes (or make-up, or piercings, or boys)!!
Ah, I crack myself up.
Kari would change cloths so many times I couldn’t keep up. It’s in the blood !!! Do you like red or white wine? That always helps.