Seriously.
First, I must start out by saying that I had a truly horrible day. My kids were rotten. They are sometimes difficult, but rarely rotten like they were today. They were ROTTEN which resulted in a massive headache. My husband came home from work and announced that he had to go hometeaching in half an hour. I panicked and told him I first had to run to the store (withOUT the kids) to get things we were out of (I told him bread and milk; I meant diet coke.) So I did my quick store run, came home, got the kids bathed, brushed (teeth -- of course) and tucked in bed. I then went to load my precious diet cokes into the fridge when to my absolute DISMAY the box ripped and out tumbled each little pop can -- bouncing all over the floor and then spurting little fountains of diet coke all over the kitchen floor and opened refrigerator. It was quite a comical scene I am sure watching me trying to catch the cans while avoiding the diet coke fountains -- neither of which were a success.
My reaction: a full-blown temper tantrum. I jumped up and down -- screamed "NO NO NO NO NO NO!!!!" I even kicked my flip flops off as hard as I could into the next room. When I finally settled down I could kind of/sort of/maybe see the humor in the situation. I mean did this REALLY JUST HAPPEN to me on this pretty much crappy day? Yep. But let me tell you. That little tantrum was the best thing I could have done. I FELT better. I even thought about doing it again. I am going to stop punishing my kids when they have temper tantrums. Honestly they help you blow off steam and feel a whole heck of a lot better.
I strongly recommend a good adult temper tantrum every once in awhile. I also recommend keeping plenty of diet coke on hand at ALL times.
12 comments:
That sounds like a typical day in the Scott house. Also kids "brushing teeth," what's that?
you are funny daisy...
thank goodness I am not the only one with days like that...
I thought I was reading Daiy's blog for sure. When I get home, Daisy sometimes dissapears for 2 to 3 hours at a time. I don't know where she goes but the mental hospital called once and asked if Daisy wanted her jacket back. I thought that was weird.
Awesome story, Amy. And what adorable children you have! They look about the same ages as mine...(6-ish & 3-ish?).
yep Brooke... 6 and 3! too bad I live so fetchin' far away... maybe all our kids could be hanging out.
do mental hospitals have diet coke?
:)
At least you didn't start screaming "You are ruining my life!!" and kicking in a door like Ty did earlier in the day while we were chatting on the phone. I guess you would never talk like that to your Diet Coke!
hahaha... I know. it could have been much worse.
Glad you forgot to tell me you have a blog.
ooops. sorry. obviously I am really good at keeping this thing up. :)
diet coke has a magical way of making everything better, doesn't it. :)
Wow, I feel out of it seeing these comments were posted in March and I JUST FOUND OUT today (May 3) that you had a blog!!! Come on AMY??? I thought you liked me:( tantrums of all ages happen:)
oh naners, you know I love you. I didn't know this blog was going to become a permanent thing so I didn't want to get anyone's hopes up... :)
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