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<blockquote data-quote="Big Bad Kitty" data-source="post: 133318" data-attributes="member: 3647"><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'">So I'm having my usual conversation with Tink this morning about why it is not appropriate to wear a sundress in the first week of March, in Chicago, when it is still 28* outside. And as usual, she is trying to **** me into an argument about why is it OK for the teacher to wear a skirt (ahem, a wool skirt) and she is not (ahem, does the teacher roll around in the snow?). At some point my brain kicks in and I realize that I <em>am</em> being sucked into the argument. So I tell her case closed, go put on some winter clothes. And then she escalates. From 0-60 in no time. Fists clenched, she starts scratching at her face. stomping the ground...I tell her OK, she needs to go chill out in her room. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'">She crosses her arms and says, "No." I tell her she needs to go to her room just to calm down a little. She says "I'm a big girl, I don't have to." I remind her that I am still her mother, and she is not too big that I won't kick her <img src="/community/styles/default/xenforo/smilies/2012/censored2.gif" class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":censored2:" title="censored2 :censored2:" data-shortname=":censored2:" />. She says "then my dad will be mad at you". Which is funny, since HE is the one who hits, not me. I have been known to administer an occasional swat on the bottom. That's about it.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'">Anyways, I tell her look, she will be sorry if I stand up. She tells me... "I DARE you." Reminder, she is SEVEN. Now, we've gotten to this point in the past (not with her mouth like this) and when I stand up, she runs. This time I stood up and told her she better get in her room. She tells me "You can't make me!" I walk up to her and swing at her bottom. Now, normally she twists and I get her elbow or the table or something. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'">Not this time. She just. stood. there. I connected squarely with her butt. And she still stood there! Telling me that I can't make her go to her room. SO when I dragged/pushed her into her room, she screams that I am a stupid jerk.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'">These next eleven years are gonna be loooooooong.....</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'"></span></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Big Bad Kitty, post: 133318, member: 3647"] [SIZE=3][FONT=Comic Sans MS]So I'm having my usual conversation with Tink this morning about why it is not appropriate to wear a sundress in the first week of March, in Chicago, when it is still 28* outside. And as usual, she is trying to **** me into an argument about why is it OK for the teacher to wear a skirt (ahem, a wool skirt) and she is not (ahem, does the teacher roll around in the snow?). At some point my brain kicks in and I realize that I [I]am[/I] being sucked into the argument. So I tell her case closed, go put on some winter clothes. And then she escalates. From 0-60 in no time. Fists clenched, she starts scratching at her face. stomping the ground...I tell her OK, she needs to go chill out in her room. She crosses her arms and says, "No." I tell her she needs to go to her room just to calm down a little. She says "I'm a big girl, I don't have to." I remind her that I am still her mother, and she is not too big that I won't kick her :censored2:. She says "then my dad will be mad at you". Which is funny, since HE is the one who hits, not me. I have been known to administer an occasional swat on the bottom. That's about it. Anyways, I tell her look, she will be sorry if I stand up. She tells me... "I DARE you." Reminder, she is SEVEN. Now, we've gotten to this point in the past (not with her mouth like this) and when I stand up, she runs. This time I stood up and told her she better get in her room. She tells me "You can't make me!" I walk up to her and swing at her bottom. Now, normally she twists and I get her elbow or the table or something. Not this time. She just. stood. there. I connected squarely with her butt. And she still stood there! Telling me that I can't make her go to her room. SO when I dragged/pushed her into her room, she screams that I am a stupid jerk. These next eleven years are gonna be loooooooong..... [/FONT][/SIZE] [/QUOTE]
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