My kids are in an emotionally volatile place.
Right now, because it is afternoon, but they don’t really nap anymore.
Later this afternoon, because they won’t have had dinner yet.
In the late evening because they ARE NOT TIRED.
Tomorrow, because it will be a school day.
And, just generally, because they are children.
I haven’t decided if all of the sobbing is because they are deranged, emotional messes who cannot yet control themselves, or because they are still in touch with the true meaning of life and capable of feeling deeply and so expressing without shame.
Either way, they are exhausting, but often hilarious at the same time.
Reasons, of late, my kids have completely lost it:
- I put golden raisins in the Amazeballs.
- She remembered–after waking up in the dead of the night–that the piece of cake she was given at her classmate’s birthday party last week fell over on its side and she couldn’t see the frosting.
- I unzipped her dress when it was stuck over her head. (She could have done that herself.)
- I did not come immediately to help when it turned out she could NOT do it by herself.
- I said that we would never get a pet rabbit.
- I explained *why* we would never get a pet rabbit–they like to hop freely in the green grass with their families–and she cried that other people could be so cruel as to keep pet rabbits.
- I told her that her shoes were on the wrong feet.
- I threw away her broken Easter basket in July.
- Her sister sprayed her with the hose when they were outside, naked, playing with the hose.
- I said she could not have pasta for breakfast.
- I played the Kidz Bop version of “Shake It Off,” instead of the real version by Taylor Swift.
- I took the HOV lane, when she wanted to follow the red car in the slow lane.
- Today is Tuesday. She hates Tuesday.
- Her sister forgot to refer to her by her pretend name of “Disney Toy Collector.”
- I would not drink the fairy pond water in the pink plastic teacup that was “just for me.”
- D2: The cupcakes should be purple.
Ella: The cupcakes should be pink.
D2: The cupcakes HAVE TO BE PURPLE.
Ella: Purple gives me a headache!
D2: No it doesn’t–and grandma already told me they could be purple.
Ella: If they are purple, I will not eat them. Not. at. all.
D2: Fine, I will eat them all myself because purple is my favorite.
Ella: Mooooooom, its not fair! She said she was going to eat ALLL the cupcakes.
- She begged to go to gymnastics camp, so I signed her up for gymnastics camp, and then made her go to gymnastics camp.
- Her mermaid doll can not stand up by itself on the tip of its tail.
- Her book does not stand upright in the carseat cupholder.
- I threw away the pink pig she made yesterday out of a paper dinner plate. (Apparently it was a special pig that we were supposed to keep forever.)
- She asked me if we could move to Florida, and I said, “Not today.”
- I decided to wear slacks to work instead of a dress.