Wednesday, June 19, 2013

June 18, 2013 ~ Conversations With an Angry Toddler

Billy was extra mad today about just about everything.

Conversations with an angry toddler:

Billy: I don't want to get in the car. I want to throw your keys in the grass. I want to throw your keys in the trees. Mommy, give me your keys so I can throw them away!
Me: Why won't you get in the car?
Billy: it's a monster car. It's yucky!

Billy: I don't want to go to our house. It's a monster house. Monsters live in that house. That's why I don't want to go there. Spiders live there. Yucky. And a mean old witch. We can't go to our house. 

Billy: I am a monster. I'm mean. That's why I have sharp teeth. I'm a mean puppy dog.

Billy: I'm going to hit you. I want to hit Daddy but he's too far away.
Me: Because he's a work?
Billy: Yes, he's too far. 

So Annoyed...

I've been publishing from my phone, but my phone apparently tells me it's sending then doesn't bother to send... so there's a week of posts missing that I can't get off my phone. And like hell I'm going to retype everything.

1.) Happy Birthday, Grandma!

2.) Silly glasses... trying on pairs to find a new pair at the store...


He was in such a bad mood that he started screaming about the kids glasses. He DIDN'T want the blue Spiderman glasses that I bought him. Nope. He asked me to give them to other people, stomp on them, throw them in the parking lot...whatever. But when we got home he was so proud of them that he wore them through dinner and then went to bed with them on. He loves them now.

3.) Happy Father's Day to Daddy:
I asked Billy what he wanted to get Daddy for Father's Day (this is what Billy thought Daddy wanted, not what Daddy asked for...) Billy replied, "a ship of hot blondes."

We actually got him vegetables for his garden.

4.) Billy has had the stomach flu plus a fever for a few days. He was home. I was home. He was a cranky pants and spent most of the time laying on the sofa begging for cuddles and watching every Disney movie we own.

He's back at daycare now that the fever has passed. He's still a cranky pants, but I think that's more from wanting me to stay home with him than from him actually being ill.

And no more mobile posts!