and a NOT so fun week of behavior from Ben.
Ben: I like firetrucks...look daddy 2 firetrucks... they my favorite...
Bill: I like firetrucks too, Ben
Ben: Firetrucks are my swishy pants... they my favorite. I go see mommy.
not so funny...
Ben: I hit you mommy... I hitting you with my shoes.
Heather: Ouch! that hurt as I am pelted in the back of the head while driving with his shoes as he is laughing. I swerve and pull off.
I get out and open his door. I am so mad I really want to smack him, but I don't. I close the door and stand there for what feels like 5 minutes trying to pull it together.
Heather: Grabbing flailing arms and kicking legs. Ben you hurt mommy. You NEVER hurt mommy. We DO NOT throw anything at mommy in the care... of EVER! Are you sorry?
Ben: laughing.. NO.. I hit you... laugh, laugh, laugh
Heather: You are in time out in the car and no TV when we get home.
Ben: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I want Kai-Lan... I want Ho-Ho I not like you mommy
Heather: Gets back in the car and gets home pulling the silent treatment to a screaming Ben about missing freakin' Ho-Ho.
Bedtime is another showdown now including Bill. Try to give him a big bear hug to control the kicking and hiding under his bed.. no such luck to get him to listen
Bill: Get in the bed.. we are done for the night.
Bill and Heather almost simultaneously once out of the room: How much do we really, really want to do this again..
Checking on Ben before I go to bed to Bill: Worth it, even for days like these