oh, kid
I know we 'bandoned you yesterday, but really. This was one merry dance you gave us today. Refused to get on your clothes. With mega-tanty. Refused to do anything mummy asked. Spilled a cup of water on the carpet and played puddle. Kicked at mummy whenever possible. Refused to go to sleep past 2pm. And refused to change your nappy. Then, after the poo was there a good long time, mummy decided that enough is enough. We had a great power struggle. I admit that it looked like you are going to win. You would have, if mummy didn't fear the consequences (rotten bottom, rotten kid, rotten time). I'd lie you down, you would get up. When mummy tried to hold you down you screamed. And then got up. And then mummy would lie you down. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. A smack or two was applied but totally ignored by the recipient. Thankfully, after some serious screaming, you finally coughed (the cold must be getting better, it took you a long time screaming to get there) and had a miniature puke. Then, and only then, mummy was allowed to change your top and your nappy ('because there is a puke on it'). Face was saved. But mummy won, and all was much better with the universe. Not enough to cuddle up to her to go to sleep, but enough to actually go to sleep, curled in the opposite direction from the pillow, with feet ready to do some gentre kicking, but head stuck into mummy's thigh. Sleep well little one. And for a long time. Mummy needs some serious R&R. Mummy
- posted by Izabela @ 3/11/2005 02:42:00 PM