Yeah. Now I remember why we don't do alot of sitting in the yard while the kid runs and plays. She is a nightmare. Any minuscule bug - either flying or crawling- sends her into fits of high pitched screaming accompanied by a seizure like dance that is supposed to knock the bugs off or something. Really. It can be supremely annoying. We are not the type of parents that molly-coddle or endorse this sort of behavior, it's just what she does. She has been this way from the first day that we met her and it continues- just at higher pitches and more intricate dancing. On one level it is really and truly funny and then on another level, you just want to go "Stop acting like a jerk!" So after like 20 minutes of play interspersed with Bug Avoidance Fit Throwing- I give up and we come in. Because it is either that or, I go to jail for a public display of "knocking the kid upside her head".
In all fairness, our yard is chock full of mosquitoes (yes, already) and in two minutes she had three mosquito bites- but you would think that after three years of it, she would stop screaming and just slap the damn things away already. Yes there was bug spray and yes I start out by giving calm, thoughtful advice and for the first 19 and a half minutes she has a completely cool Mom about this whole thing and then I get really irritated at having the only kid in the neighborhood that can not get over the fact that there are bugs outside and they crawl and they go about their buggy business and it's no big deal- so we come in. Really. I would rather be in the cool house with no screaming kid than outside wondering if duct tape would qualify as child abuse.
We just can't spend all day every day down at the marinas- ya know?
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