Xander is driving me nuts this morning. I’ve been twittering about it – but, my annoyance is way more than 120 characters … He’s just in this, damn God-awful (read: “normal” three year old) mood today! He got up early (like 7:30am) and began whining right from there. We have a playgroup at 11 and I still have to pick up ice so I said “Okay bud, you have 5 minutes left to play your game then we’ve gotta change your diaper so we can go play!” to which he responds “NO!!!!!!!!!!!!! RAHHWHKLG:HDJKS:FDSLFBJDSBL!!!!! fhsdkldfs! HFI:DSHIU!”
What. The. Fuck?
I mean, okay – did he ignore the last WORD “PLAY” and just work with everything else? I think it’s SERIOUSLY time to CUT BACK on computer games and nintendo games. His disrespect to me is at a game high right now.
I couldn’t find the wipes, then found them finally upstairs – grabbed them then headed back down. But, Xander – who was helping me look threw a FIT since I didn’t let HIM get them. Meanwhile, I’m sure as hell not walking back upstairs. So, since he’s being a screaming banshee (how appropriate since it’s St. Patricks Day and aren’t Banshee’s an Irish thing? Lol) he gets a time out. 3 minutes. But, since I practically have to drag him into his room and I have to shut the door myself it goes to 4. The timer has gone off now, and he’s still tantrumming. God damn, I need some Starbucks.
And I want another one? Am I stupid?
My periods about to come, so maybe thank goodness it’s not “this” month that I got knocked up?
Sigh. Off to fix problems.