Thursday, March 22, 2007

I may have no other option...

I just might have to sell Madeline to the gypsies.

As a little PSA... no name chocolate puddings DO NOT SAY they have food dyes in them... but they have food dyes in them. Trust me. This is the only thing different in her diet and she's been a fucking pyschopath for the past two days.

She got up this morning, woke up her sister. Then chased her around the house until she screamed. Then ran screaming down the hallway and woke up Phoenix. I got up and walked into the living room to find CEREAL spread EVERYWHERE! She apparently took handfulls of cereal out of her bowl and threw it around the room.

Okay at this point I point to her and tell her to go to her room. I tell her she can come out when she's 18. For the next couple hours she continues to yell "when can I come OUT! when can I come OUT!" So then she had to stay in her room until lunch. I did let her out afterwards... until she took a teddy bear, whacked phoenix in the chest with it and he fell backwards knocking his head on the floor. Back in her room...

repeat this sequence (with different bad/out of character actions) all afternoon.

She was in bed by 7:30.

Thank Fuck.

2 comments:

Babs said...

You know, this is how Tempest has been every day for months now. It's been a slow, slow build and I can't figure out why. I'm starting to really think I hate her. Seriously.
The last two ICAN meetings were humiliating because of that kind of behavior. I mean... damn.

So yeah, I totally feel you. Big time.

Frogmorest said...

It's so hard! Because you are so freaking embarassed by their behaviour and you try to explain it but yah... you just end up looking like you are a shitty parent who can't handle their kid. There was a period of time when I DID NOT take Madeline anywhere. I just did not want to deal with her.

I feel you too. Lets box em up and ship them south for the summer ;)