Monday, February 22, 2010

Its official she is a brat!



Olivia was having problems at school. She didn't want to write her name, or sit still during story time, and she would stomp her feet and refuse to go to music class. One day she locked herself in the bathroom and would not come out. After talking with the teacher she thought it was possible she couldn't see very well and maybe thats why she was showing a lack of interest in school. She went to months of physical therapy and was still walking on her toes. The therapist mentioned that some times kids walk that way due to lack of depth perception. It felt sooooo nice to have a solution for why she was being so difficult. So I made the appointment with the eye doctor and browsed the shelves for cute little glasses for her cute little face. When all was said and done the doctor (who had a real hard time getting her to cooperate) said her eyes are fine she is just being a brat. I asked him to write that on one of his prescription pads but he just gave me a look and Olivia a lolly pop. I am glad I took her in and got a clean bill of health though cause I needed that to fall back on when I put a whammy zammy world of hurt on her terrible three year old butt. I started with going away from Super Nanny's recommendation of one min per year of age in time out to having the amount of minutes match the offense. If she bit her brother it would be like 6 min instead of three. Embarrassing mom by acting up at school is like 45 min in time out (or something like that) but you get the picture. And then I told her that if she didn't start walking flat on her feet and not on her toes (after hundreds of dollars in copays) then she had to go to the doctor and he would cut her feet off. Scary Yes!!! Duh.... thats why those kind of things work. She has been walking perfectly for a whole week! I love her to death and I know this is just a phase. So for now I just enjoy her cuteness while I watch her sleep and then I go into mean mom mode as soon as she wakes up and starts arguing with me about what color of bowl she wants her cereal in. I WILL WIN every time!

6 comments:

Kimmber said...

OMG, Love this post!!

Rachel said...

Well that makes two of them. Noelle is officially in the exact same situation and I keep asking her if she can't hear me when I ask her to do something. Then she ends up in time out for not listening to mom and dad. Its making me crazy.

Anonymous said...

She is totally Grandma's creation.

becka

Bettina Groh said...

It all sounds very familiar to this grandmother... but choose your battles. You don't want to be battling all the time... who cares what color the bowl is!

Camille Weeks said...

Most of the time I don't care what color her bowl is and I try to give her the color she wants but some times that color is not clean and is in the dishwasher. OBVIOUSLY! the color of the bowl is not the issue! As a parent my job is to help her cope in the real world and she can not always have what she wants. I know how to pick and choose my battles. I wasn't born yesterday.

Nerdy Lawyer Mom said...

Absolutely hysterical! I have a 29-year-old friend that walks on her toes for attention... I wonder if your threat would work on her?? :o)