Hello, crayola
Betsy has become a holy terror overnight. Not sure why — other than that she can reach more things now, but doesn’t always think things through all the way to determine what consequences will arise from things like coloring with marker on my wall, a library book, and her kitchen set.
Turns out, the the consequences are: Mom goes into depression (okay not really), Betsy has to earn $8 to replace the book, and she loses her kitchen set for a while.
It’s harder on me than it is on her. Well, I suppose that’s debatable. But the fits aren’t fun.
I hate tantrums. Julian isn’t too bad, but Oliver is already a holy terror. I think twos will be especially terrible for him. But, you know, strong willed kids are especially delightful when they’re being good 🙂
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