In case you missed the first one, this segment documents the things that Z does that are out-right defiant and make parenting him harder. He's just one of those kids you need under your radar 24/7 or something will happen. I'm amazed by his creativity though. He always thinks of new ways to rebel.
Here's what he did this week:
You're probably wondering why am I airing out his deviance for the world to see. Because a) I'm not alone and I know some poor mom going through the same thing is thinking something is wrong with her kid. Nothing's wrong and you're not alone, mama. and b) One day, we'll all laugh together at this. One day.
Here's what he did this week:
- Right before heading out to school, I found him in the washroom applying my eye shadow on his upper lip. I asked him what he's doing, he said he wanted to go to school as Don Cherry. I left the mustache on and dropped him off.
- He took one of the wheels off his toys and buried it deep in a block of butter. Then he poured salt over it.
- He took a soap bar and smeared it all over the counter. Then took my toothbrush and started brushing the soapy counter. He took some perfume and sprayed the area. He went for the baby powder and shook some onto his concoction. He made a cakey soap batter. It was the only mess he ever made that smelled good.
- He coaxed S into the shower. Then he turned the shower on and closed the shower door. He said it's raining on S and he needs an umbrella for her. I let them play in the shower with their clothes on for the rainy day experience. I'm not going to lie, I joined them fully clothed too (it was fun, try it).
- He would lure Serene into the closet than he'd exit quickly and lock her in the dark. After a couple of times, she stopped falling for the bait.
- I made brownies and left them out to cool. He poured salt all over the brownies.
- He walked by my laptop and knocked it down. For. No. Reason.
- He put one of his toys in a pot of boiling pasta water.
You're probably wondering why am I airing out his deviance for the world to see. Because a) I'm not alone and I know some poor mom going through the same thing is thinking something is wrong with her kid. Nothing's wrong and you're not alone, mama. and b) One day, we'll all laugh together at this. One day.
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