I know that there are all these warnings about the "terrible twos." I have four other children, so you would think that I would be a seasoned veteran by now. But, NO! This current terrorizing toddler is absolute hellfire! Just ask my neighbor who was helping clean up at my house after a church meeting.
We had a chef come and talk to our ladies group about using herbs and spices and he brought a variety of whipped herb butters for us to try. So my little guy decided to climb up and dip both of his hands in some whipped butter. When my sweet neighbor tried to get him out of it, he used his head like a battering ram and split her bottom lip clear open. She bled like a son of a gun and eventually cried. Later she said that it had made her feel nauseated and dizzy. I was a wee bit embarrassed that I hadn't thought to warn her about my son being a deadly weapon, but who knew that he was going to commit assault and "buttery" on her that night. She knew he threw temper tantrums, but not cranial attacks. Three days later, her lip still looked very painful.
He is using his head quite a bit lately for demolition and tantrums, which wouldn't be such a big deal if he didn't have the family blessing/curse of having a huge dome.
Oh the joys of child rearing! Never a dull moment.
All this talk of butter makes me want some toast. Strange how the brain works, isn't it?
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
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