Little B is officially 3 years old. Hooray for birthdays! She is such a sweetie (most of the time). So giggly and cute, loves to jump and dance, and sing, and generally makes a lot of noise. Yes, noise. She screams a lot, and squeals and yells. And when I tell her to be more quiet and whisper, what does she do? NO!!! AAAHHHHHH!!! Screams and stares at me in the highest pitchiest voice ever. That gets her a time-out in her room. And what does she do in her room?? Bawls her little eyes out, whether they are fake tears, or real, those tragic crying-fests tears my heart out.
I suppose sometimes I do spoil her. I don't like yelling at Little B. It's tough disciplining your toddler child. No is such a tragic word for her. But since Baby N entered our lives, I need to be tougher on Little B.
Situation:
Baby N is napping. Little B is outside Baby's door talking loudly.
Me: Little B, please be quiet. Baby N is napping.
Little B: Can I see? I want to see Baby N. Opens Baby N's door. HI BABY N!!! YOU'RE SO FUNNY!! LOOK HE IS SLEEPING!!!! AAAAHHHH!!!
Baby N: WAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!
Me: Little B, go to your room! I told you to be quiet, and now you've woken Baby N up!!
Both children: WAAAAAHHH!!!
Sometimes my days can be extra exhausting...
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