Can I Kill Her Now?
If you want frustration, raise a child by yourself.
She is entering that stage in her life where she is becoming that awful “t” word. Yes, you heard me, the “t” word.
She is becoming a teenager, complete with rolling eyes, exagerated sighs, and snippy replys. If she survives to the age of 12 it will be nothing short of a miracle. If I don’t choke the living crap out of her by the end of the week that will be an even bigger miracle.
How does this travesty happen? How does the little, cuddly, doe eyed sweety that you gave birth too become this walking contradiction in terms? And how is it that the death rate for children doesn’t go up when they hit this stage? Surely other parents have this savage desire to lock their kids up in a cage until they reach twenty-six. That’s the age which both your left and right side of your brain fully develop. I’m not kidding. If you are under 26 you are only walking around with half a brain. LOL. That explains a lot.
What is even worse about all this is the temper tantrums and the endless questions that only serve to stall and infuriate. This is where I really lose it. This is where privileges are taken away and she ends up spending the entire evening in her room with no t.v., no music, and no computer. This is where I would rather beat her ass and be done with it.
Sigh. Breathe deep Liz, breathe deep. This too shall pass (or there is that cage option).
She is entering that stage in her life where she is becoming that awful “t” word. Yes, you heard me, the “t” word.
She is becoming a teenager, complete with rolling eyes, exagerated sighs, and snippy replys. If she survives to the age of 12 it will be nothing short of a miracle. If I don’t choke the living crap out of her by the end of the week that will be an even bigger miracle.
How does this travesty happen? How does the little, cuddly, doe eyed sweety that you gave birth too become this walking contradiction in terms? And how is it that the death rate for children doesn’t go up when they hit this stage? Surely other parents have this savage desire to lock their kids up in a cage until they reach twenty-six. That’s the age which both your left and right side of your brain fully develop. I’m not kidding. If you are under 26 you are only walking around with half a brain. LOL. That explains a lot.
What is even worse about all this is the temper tantrums and the endless questions that only serve to stall and infuriate. This is where I really lose it. This is where privileges are taken away and she ends up spending the entire evening in her room with no t.v., no music, and no computer. This is where I would rather beat her ass and be done with it.
Sigh. Breathe deep Liz, breathe deep. This too shall pass (or there is that cage option).
posted by Liz at 5:43 PM
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