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Two children; ages 4 and 2. Married. I'm an RN and a graduate student. I knit, I spin and I dye wool yarn and fiber. When not wearing Dansko's or clogs, I'm in flip flops. I listen to everything from Jack Johnson, Jeff Buckley and Ben Harper to James Taylor, the Who and Queen.

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Salon.com
DECEMBER 23, 2008 8:44AM

It is! It is your problem! It is your problem, Mommy! It is!

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The harsh realities of being a preschooler. After picking out all of the marshmellows in the Lucky Charms, he now proceeds to tell me that the rest of his cereal is yucky and that he "WANTS MORE MARSHMELLOWS NOW!" Of course, you can't get more marshmellows until you eat the rest of the cereal. This leads to stomping, and yelling, and throwing himself on the floor. To which I reply "Noah, This isn't my problem. You know the rules. Eat the rest of the cereal and I will give you more. Those are the rules." And then, "YES! IT IS! IT IS YOUR PROBLEM, MOMMY! IT IS!" I am at the fridge and have to stick my head inside of it so he won't see my laughing at his hilarity. So upset. What a hard lesson to learn, though. I'm still learning it as an adult. It's a cruel, cruel world, friend. This is just one of many perceived injustices. And if you don't stop throwing a tantrum I'm putting you in time out.

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Loved it. So you're the mom who rules with an iron fist, huh?
Try this:

Instead of "time out" or hiding your head in the fridge, why not try cramming the little monster IN the fridge for his time out.

"I am at the fridge and have to stick my head inside of it so he won't see my laughing at his hilarity." Lady there ain't nothing funny about this whole scene. Your kids already a sugar freak, yelling and stomping and throwing himself on the floor, and has a mother who finds that teaching him respect for food, and his mother, is "a hard lesson to learn,".

Are you for real?
ah, Roy, I could of course be wrong here, but I didn't read the above to mean that holly is wringing her hands over this incident. I smiled at the "YES! IT IS! IT IS YOUR PROBLEM, MOMMY! IT IS!" Not that I would have ever smiled where the kid could see it. Lighten up a little.
ROFL!!! I couldn't be a Mom I would either spend too much time laughing or crying. Go you Holly!
I feel for him . . . my favorite part of Lucky Charms is the marshmellows ;0)
I can so hear my kid saying the same thing. *snicker* Very funny, Holly. At least I got the humor in the situation.

Dorinda Fox - you mean.....there's CEREAL in there too?!? ;-)
In honor of the Holidays I shall LIGHTEN UP. T&D, you're right.

I forget how cute those little darlings can be.
Roy, that was nice of you.

Kids will push little stuff at this age and act like it's the end of their existence. My kid at the age of three, had a tantrum in the cereal aisle at a grocery store, when I threw myself down on the ground next to him and started to wail along with him, he clammed up pretty quick. Last tantrum he had. I've had people tell me that I handled that wrong, but it worked. And now, occasionally, I'll still throw myself to the ground in the cereal aisle and have a tantrum.
The lesson that is hard to learn, Roy, is that your problems are not everyone's problems. Noah needing more marshmellows was clearly not *my* problem as he knew the rules and didn't want to obey them. It was *his* problem because he needed to get over it and that's not something I can really help him with. Children expect everyone to cater to their needs as if the world revolves around them (and they believe that it does). Some adults are still stuck in that same pattern of thought. That was really the point of the post.
And I have a sarcastic sense of humor. "The harsh realities of a preschooler" was said tongue in cheek. If the worst thing that ever happens in his life is he is denied marshmellows from the Lucky Charms he will be the most privileged child ever.
Hee hee. My wife and I constantly have to invent new ways to not laugh at the really cute ways our boys fight the system. Preschoolers can be terribly inventive, can’t they?