Running Commentary

BREATH…breath…don’t kill anyone. July 06 2007

OH

MY
GOD.

Noah has reached a new level of defiante.

He has called me an idiot and stupid already today.

Clearly a visit to the newly non-smoking Grandmother is out of the question.

However, tethered to a pole in the basement is not!

He has also already lost the privilage of sleeping in the tent in the backyard with me Daddy tonight.

Mommy needs a break and as soon as Chris comes home I am out of here.

He can clean up the blood hold down the fort.

Seriously? Can you imagine calling your mother an idiot?

As in “You WILL take me to Nanny’s you idiot!”

I don’t even call his father an idiot even when he is one!

And now he is spitting at me cause he has misplaced some cars that have been scattered about the kitchen for a the last few days…I hate to say it but …I told him so.(I totally did…Noah I am not picking up these cars and they will be lost under the dishwasher and the fridge.)

And now he is being sweet to me.

I am telling him I am still angry at how he was acting(Because seriously it’s been like 4 minutes tops)…Does he like getting in trouble and not going to Nanny’s?

Noooo, Mommy.

And now he’s walking away…probably silently calling me some horrible name that would’ve gotten me the wooden the spoon had I even THOUGHT those words at 4.

2.5hrs…that’s all I need.

And possibly and exorcist.