Well, this was not a great weekend. Yesterday I had to do something I've never done before and I hope I'll never have to do again.
I had to forcefully drag Punkin away from her friend's birthday party because of her misbehavior.
She started having a tantrum because a much younger child got the riding toy she wanted. I offered her another riding toy, but she didn't want it and she kicked and screamed and fell dramatically to the floor. When I gave her her first warning she hit me (halfheartedly, I'll admit, but the intention was there) and I put her in time out and told her that if she didn't straighten up we were going home. She calmed down a little.
But when she saw that another friend had started riding the alternative toy she went berserk. I offered her a third riding toy but she continued to scream and kick and cry. I looked around and all the other children were playing happily. I thought, we could stay. I could give her one more chance. Then, Tootsie, I'll admit I thought of you. I left her there, in hysterics, and found the hostess. I apologized for leaving but told her that Punkin's behavior required that we go.
I carried Punkin kicking and screaming and thrashing to the car. An employee of the party place stopped to see if we needed an ice pack. No, just a nap. She sobbed and wailed. I buckled her in. Amazingly I remained calm through the whole thing. Mortified, but calm.
She sobbed for a good fifteen minutes, begging to go back to the party. I'll be honest, I cried a little too. It was one of the hardest things I've ever done. And even right now, it makes me feel sad.
There's been a lot of stress in our house lately. Punkin's behavior has been been very trying...and tiring. Yesterday Mr. Daddy's car wouldn't start. Those things, plus a few others have me a little stressed. All of it has just left feeling angry at the world, pig bitin' mad (as Mr. Daddy would say).
One ray of sunshine to which I will cling the rest of the day -- the star/sticker chart that we've created to reward good tooth brushing habits on Punkin's part seems to be working like a charm. I totally stole the chart thing from Mir, but I don't think she'll mind.
I never thought I would be glad to see Monday roll around. Here's to a better week. It's gotta get better 'cause it can't get any worse.
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