What have I done to earn this coveted title, you may ask?
Well, let me tell you:
Imagine, if you will, a mere 16 minutes after supper ~ (a supper Trinity refused to eat becuase I didn't make the broccolli like daddy does) she decides that pickles would be good. Why??
"Mommy, I"M STARVING"
Well, you should have eaten your supper then.
But MOMMY... I'm SOOOOOO hungry. I could eat the whole earth!
The whole earth hey?
I WANT PICKLES!!! Puh-leez can I have some pickles???
No.
You're a JERK!! (screamed this in my ear, no less)
I know, you told me yesterday. Now, go to your room.
She stomped upstairs like a teenager who couldn't go the mall!!
Stomp, stomp, stomp. SLAM!
10 minutes later, she was asleep (in her clothes) .
The next morning. . . for breakfast?
I gave her pickles.
"You're a JERK!!! "
24 comments:
Ha! Ha! Ha! Kids!
Now TRINITY!! I am not going to bring you anything but pickles for Christmas unless you stop being mean to your Mother! You would not like it if someone called you a Jerk, would you? If I called Rudolph a bad name, we would never be able to find your house. You remember, I always know when you are being bad! HO HO!
If Trinity wants some nice presents, she had better behave!
You may be a jerk but I am still a chicken butt crap head. :)
Oh, the things I called my mother growing up. I'm sure I will hear them from the mouth of my babe one day. Yikes.
yikes! this is probably right around the corner fir us as he came home from pre-k the other day saying butthead for the first time!
Sounds like the girl was spent! Pickles for breakfast! :)
oh, santa hath spoken...lol.
pickles for breakfast was a nice touch...smiles.
Oh crap! Santa's in the blogosphere. I think Trinity and I are going to be in the same boat.
You are so NOT a jerk!
Pickles for breakfast? Are you kidding me?
I'm not even going to tell my kids about your blog or they'll all move out and start the search for the mom who let's her kid eat pickles for breakfast.
On second thought...
http://www.theladyslounge.com
Your battles make great blog posts! LOL
I think these types of situations seem to happen more with girls and their mommies....I'm gathering this from my friends who have daughters as I have only boys.
LOL!!! That's funny!
Sorry it took so long to get back to you, I haven't really checked my blogs in a couple of days and yes, you are welcome to share our story :) Thank you for asking and coming by and reading our story.
Wise mommy.
I loved this story. My two years old wants cookies all of the time. She can got pretty wild. Oh well.
I'm dreading the first time my son calls me a name. I think I'll be so sad.
Aye aye aye... little girls! They start so early with the name calling, lol.
What a nice mommy you are to give her pickles for breakfast!
That's just what you have to do in order to be the meanest mom in the world. A title I wear proudly.
Very funny!!!! In my house I'm and "idiot". I am sure I will graduate to "jerk" some day. :)
Jerk? Really? And so close to Christmas? Doesn't she fear pickles under the tree? ...or is that her secret plan? (-:
Feisty, feisty, feisty! The sad news, she's only 5 and there'll be at least 13 more years of that.
Now, perhaps a jar of pickles in her socks for Christmas will be in order. ;-)
hahah love this!
hahah love this!
EEEK. A jerk? What joys I have ahead of me. Ah ha ha
You are so my kind of mom! I love it. I have so much to look forward to with my two. LOL I don't know if I have ever told you, but I LOVE your blog! Thanks for being a part of the blogging world.
Teeheehee. Way to have the last laugh.
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