So I picked up the boyz at Paula's last night. She was telling me how good they were, when all of a sudden both took off running down the block. I called to them, and neither one stopped. I took off running after them in my skirt! I was so angry with both of them. I could just see Manny running out into the road. He didn't thank God Anger and fear filled my heart.
I grabbed them both and explained my anger. Both started to cry hysterically. I was just shaking with frustration. I finally got them into the van and let it out. I had plans to take them to McDonald's for dinner. We were going to have a "nicnic" outside on our patio. Not anymore! I told them that they needed to learn to listen or the things they wanted to do would not happen.
They cried 3/4 of the way home and then it was complete silence. We got in the house and remembered my plans for dinner were canceled. Now what do I do? There was nothing defrosted. Peanut butter and jelly and chips! Yeah that will do. As I'm making the sandwiches, I could hear banging and crying coming from the bedrooms upstairs. Gabe had gone up right when we got home.
He came down for dinner, eyes red and dripping with huge tears. We said our prayers, and started to eat. Gabe looked up at me with his big brown eyes and a very sad look on his face and said to me, "Mama, when I went upstairs, I laid on my bed and cried and threw all my animals on the floor because I was so mad." I had tears in my eyes. "I got mad too, but I couldn't throw anything. Will you boys start to listen to me now?" The both looked down and wispered, "Yes."
We did what I promised. Ate supper, took a bath and went to bed. End of story. They weren't very happy with me, but I didn't care at this point. Gabe leads and Manny follows, and neither one will listen. I'm hoping this will change things.
Hope to have a better story next time.
Tootles.
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Oh Lisa I know how you feel. You did the right thing by not going to Mc Donald's. I have a 15 year old that still has terrible two's. Just remember we are all here for you! So is God!
My heart, oh, my heart! Whatever possessed them to run away like this? Showing off for Paula, or jealous that you were talking to her instead of paying attention to them? Good to let them cry and for you to cry, too, get rid of the frustration. I told my friend the other day (she's in the hospital) that God created tears to remove our mascara! May you not have to do that too often!!!
By the way---I love the photo you put up!!!!
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