Monday mornings are usually hectic around here...I've just come to expect that everyone runs around all snarly and trying to get their stuff together. Becky today though was the queen of **** let me tell you.
Ten mins before the bus is due, she realizes she can't find her bus tickets. Her dad told her to look, not just stand there...and she told him to bug off. I love the way kids look for stuff....standing perfectly still in the hopes that whatever is missing will suddenly appear hanging from their hand. So dad yips at her "get moving"....
20 mins of turning the house upside down she decides her 3yr old bro has taken them and is screaming at the top of her lungs"what the * did you do with them? You threw them out!!! You little ****head!!"....I told her to be quiet and leave him alone.
She starts throwing the garbage around....yelling the whole time..."he flushed them, he ripped them up, you threw them out"...yada yada yada.
Dad tells her to get her stuff on she's walking this week as it was her responsibility and IF bro did get them it's her fault because she'd been told to put them away.(I usually have them but she kept insisting she could keep track of them...I warned her she'd walk if they got lost)....she yanks on her coat and boots still spouting off and stomps to the door....
She stands on the front step and yells "**** YOU B****!!!!!!!"....I took her cell phone and said she could have it back when she shows some respect and apologizes....at which point she flips me the finger and storms off.
SHE thinks she can't do any wrong....never accepts responsibility for anythng....and I do mean anything....including getting stoned...apparently they held her down and forced her to inhale by holding her nose shut...lmao....
The strange thing is I am surprisingly calm....weird...
Carolanne
Ten mins before the bus is due, she realizes she can't find her bus tickets. Her dad told her to look, not just stand there...and she told him to bug off. I love the way kids look for stuff....standing perfectly still in the hopes that whatever is missing will suddenly appear hanging from their hand. So dad yips at her "get moving"....
20 mins of turning the house upside down she decides her 3yr old bro has taken them and is screaming at the top of her lungs"what the * did you do with them? You threw them out!!! You little ****head!!"....I told her to be quiet and leave him alone.
She starts throwing the garbage around....yelling the whole time..."he flushed them, he ripped them up, you threw them out"...yada yada yada.
Dad tells her to get her stuff on she's walking this week as it was her responsibility and IF bro did get them it's her fault because she'd been told to put them away.(I usually have them but she kept insisting she could keep track of them...I warned her she'd walk if they got lost)....she yanks on her coat and boots still spouting off and stomps to the door....
She stands on the front step and yells "**** YOU B****!!!!!!!"....I took her cell phone and said she could have it back when she shows some respect and apologizes....at which point she flips me the finger and storms off.
SHE thinks she can't do any wrong....never accepts responsibility for anythng....and I do mean anything....including getting stoned...apparently they held her down and forced her to inhale by holding her nose shut...lmao....
The strange thing is I am surprisingly calm....weird...
Carolanne