
One sure fire way to tell if your kid is ready, a la Layla.
Several weeks before we started the 3 day boot camp for Layla to get her out of diapers, she showed her readiness, loud and clear, with a big fuck you thrown in there for good measure.
She was in the bathroom with me for whatever reason, and she was naked. I was getting out of the shower and drying off, and there was a pile of my dirty clothes laying on the floor. She did something (I can't for the life of me remember what, and it's irrelevant anyway) and I reprimanded her (verbally, and not particularly harsh). She looked me dead in the eye, walked over to my clothes, and pissed on them.
With a glint in her eye and a smirk on her face.
She peed on my clothes, like a spoiled puppy, she peed.
What now, Dr. Phil? What now? What about what something like this do for MY emotional wall.
Fodder for my blog, I tell ya. You exist to be fodder for my blog.
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