I have had a stressful day. My older kids aren't bothering me so much as the baby is. He screams and whines all the time and when I am incredibly busy he follows me around crying and reaching up for me to pick him up. He constatnly gets into things and does things he knows he is not supposed to be ding. I telly him "no" a billion times and smack his hands when he reaches for whatever it is, and he still does it! Finally he will stop but he comes back later to do it again. Lately he's climbing up on the table and messing with stuff. I made cookies yesterday and when I was in the kitchen at the oven he climbedup on the table and started messing with my cokkie stuff. He is making me CRAZY!! My other two were never so insistant, determined, and stubborn!!

CALGON TAKE ME AWAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ok--rant over

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Classical music and a rocking chair. Worked every time for me.

You must know my youngest!!!!! :bonk: :bored:

Little bit of brandy in the Apple juice.....

:rolf:

Never thought of that...Benadryl though, that's another story.


Sometimes when mine does that I just stop what I'm doing and see what's going on with him. With Sean, sometimes just giving him a little one-on-one time can help him to let me go!!

Then there are just days that the only thing that's going to help is an early bedtime!

That works quite well at my house. My youngest is, forgive the term, a crybaby. Yesterday afternoon, right after her nap, I fixed her some milk and she set it on the floor and began to throw a screaming fit. I had no idea what was wrong. I told her to go potty and go to bed, which she did very reluctantly.

She came back in five minutes, and said - very plainly - "Daddy, would you heat up my milk?"
I asked, "Is that what you were throwing a fit about?" She nodded her head. I replied, "I'll be very happy to heat it up for you. When you ask nicely see how things work?"

I think those little examples help somewhat.

That's like our do-overs.

Sarah wakes up with a smile on her face, every single morning. Sean...not so much. If he's got a bug up his butt, he gets sent back to bed to start over. Sometimes, it takes a couple tries to get it right. But usually, he's laughing about the whole process and that changes his mood.

You really like that phrase, don't'cha?

I seem to remember it coming from you before... :rolf:

*Clayman tries to remove the image of a bug in someone's butt... :bonk: :wall:

Better than, pain in the a**, right?

Do your girls watch Nicolodeon? I think it was on The Fairly Odd Parents where they did this whole thing to explain why Vicky the baby sitter was so rotten. A nasty, evil bug crawled out of her pants and into other people causing havoc all over town.

Yep, that's one of my favorite phrases. B)

Yeah - they've seen Nick at some neighbors and family. We got rabbit ears...

I like the Fairly Odd Parents. Hilarious! The 'dad' reminds me of me... :blink:

I tried that.. Then he decided to hurl his body to the other side of me, slamming his headinto my chest in the process. He is just so moody.. :nono:

He got better the next day but has been rather crabby since...

benedryl doesn't do a thing to my kids :( Knocks me out cold, though...Hmmm..Maybe I should take the benedryl..

Duct Tape and a Stun gun?

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Its pretty bad when we have to resort that that to control someone who only weighs 21 pounds! :rolf:

Who said the stun gun was for the kid.....

I feel much better after shock therapy... and I can receive a couple radio stations too....

Got your helmet on, Raspy? My senses are picking up cast iron.......


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Heck I don't need a stun gun. Installing a new light fixture takes care of that for me.

Doin' the 60-cycle shuffle!

That first cool tingle... then that second jolt that has you siting across the room for 20 minutes before you realize your no longer on hte ladder... or in the same room you were fixing the lights in in the first place....

Hey - you've done it too!

Once I was on a stool putting up a 6' fluorescent tube. I used to line the friggin' prongs up with my fingers. I thought someone was tickling my ribs while I was in this position, and I dropped it (for some reason it didn't shatter) and jumped off the stool cursin' at nobody. I figured I got a pretty mild shock.

I didn't feel it in my fingers, only in my ribs.

ACtually I've watched my best friend do this....


I've also watched my dad do this...

I kill power to the house and work by flashlight when I have to work on the electric....

Kick me stab me shoot be don't burn me, or electrocute me (I can take those shocking lighters but nothing with any amps....)

Can't take the burn....