Today Alexa ran in front of me and into the parking lot. I yelled her name to get her to stop. I think that falls under the "Yelling in life threatening situations" clause. Her life wasn't in danger, but safety is not to be taken lightly.
In the evening I yelled Tab's name out of exasperation. Which did not fall under any clause. She just knows how to push my buttons.
yikes! It's still our rule that we always hold hands in the parking lot. I don't know how old Toby will have to be before I trust him to not get hit by a car :P
ReplyDeleteand yeah, the last two nights in a row Toby has been tired and really, really ornery, so he has back-talked and been a complete snot. Yesterday we did a protest march in SLC for immigrants and refugees and less than 1 minute into it I fell and sprained my ankle. But I kept doing the walk, and we were out and on our feet for 5-6 hours. So I was TIRED. Then we had to go grocery shopping later and that's when Toby lost it. He was awful in the grocery store. he finally started grousing about being tired. "my legs hurt!" I'm like "yeah, I was doing all that walking too, mine hurt too but we have to do this." "Well WHY did we even have to DO that march? WHY DID YOU MAKE ME GO?"
I said "I was trying to teach you how to be a good person. Clearly it didn't work."
Gah. Kids. The worst.