The baby is sitting on the floor chowing down on what remains of a fruit cup. My 2 year old is munching his cookies and chocolate peanut butter. (If you haven't seen this stuff yet it's awesome.) And the 5 year old... Wait where is my 5 year old?
My oldest has decided to bring out an entire bin of toys into an already overly crowded room. I tell her o put it back.
But I'll pick it up!
Your toys from earlier are still out.
I'll clean it up I promise.
No.
But..
No.
I have just broken the heart of my oldest. Now she must let the whole world understand her pain. She whines. Cries. Yells. Screams. Timeout time; I'm done with this. Now she curls up in the corner whimpering and trying to make me feel like a horrible parent. *sigh*
The 2 year old is now climbing the TV and the baby has wandered away from the fruit. Life goes on.
Keep calm,
Yasha
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