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Donations go to making…wormme 3d!
I never had any problems like this with either of my kids; it’s all a matter of discipline.
I can remember barking “Sit.” “Eat.” at my daughter when I had to feed her, who then sat and ate while her eyes welled up and her lip quivered.
Cold-hearted bastard?….yeah, I got that down.
ha ha. Number 6, 7, and 8 had me laughing. My boys are tough, and a little barking isn’t enough to keep them in line.
I have to turn into “scary Mommy” to make their lips quaver, which is fun except for when it’s not.
But yeah. Got that cold-hearted stuff down, too. Otherwise, they run circles around you.
“…is fun except for when it’s not.”
Pretty much sums up being a parent.
I’m always jealous of you parents…except for the frequent times I’m relieved.