Certainly, I am more evolved than this? Aren't I?

As my youngest was rolling about, snotting, snarling, slobbering and wailing upstairs – I looked down to my husband in disbelief. Exasperation and dismay swelled within and that twisty knife feeling crunched my chest muscles. Again. “Get me the yellow pages, honey. I need an exorcist.” Kidding.

Do I really have to deal with people who behave this way? Little people? Haven’t I done my time already? I am a grown woman! I am weary and a tad bit embarrassed at having to play emotional defense with my 2 year old. I know there are tons of books and ideas out there on how to deal with those moments. I give them a big “W” (What. Stinkin’. Ever.). The tantrums still come – it’s part of being 2. I know this. Some say spank, some say to put them in a safe place and let them cry it out, some say this, some say that… I just say, “Haven’t I evolved beyond this by now? Aren’t I too old for this?”

Oy Vey.

I queary: Must I tap into that sweet, soft voice to persuade her to see the bright side? It often doesn’t matter anyway. When she gets like That, there is no hearing… no reason… and most certainly – the world is not round! Not that a 2 year old has any idea that the world is round!

Digressing: or is the shape oblate? or ellipti-something? or obtuse? What’s the word for not EXACTLY round? It’s round, but pulled at the poles or something having to do with the earth’s rotation or something… I give.

For that matter, she has no idea the earth is a shape at all! All she knows is it revolves around HER. SHE is the sun, and we are the floating space matter that gets sucked into her orbit… Her heat is a force to be reckoned with… surely she will make toast of all who dare come near, if not melt us completely away.

I was talking with a friend, who may blog this herself, but if she doesn’t – I’ll keep it unlinked… She told me she had to pee in a cup while singing “Old MacDonald” the other day. This is what I’m talking about! We are too big for these shenanigans! We’re big girls! Where’s the dignity? How many Tony winners have had perform under such pressure? I think there is a whole other people group who should be awarded golden trophies.

Pink Martini summed up the quandary well in her post: One of Those Moments. Ya know… the frustration/work/toil VS. The Love and how it really does make it all worth it… when It’s sleeping