Might as well laugh instead of cry?
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|Wed, 10-22-2003 - 3:53pm|
We were at the park on Monday after our evaluation. Claire wanted to push the merry-go-round and kept running over a little boy who also wanted to push. When I warned Claire about knocking over the little boy, she said something about "But I want to push because I'm bigger than he is..." Then she decided to hit me so I pulled her away, which made her even more upset. It was escalating so quickly that I decided we would just leave. So we're in the car and Claire is just furious. She's yelling, kicking, screaming, etc. Then she says "you two are the baddest parents! I'm going to feed you bad food...I'm going to feed you FATS!" Hee hee. She's been learning the food pyramid at school and loves to categorize what's on her plate. She knows fats are "bad" so she thought she'd use them against us.
Nicke...who could use a couple of fatty ho-hos right about now.