Terrible not-even-twos

27 Aug

I don’t know what is going on with Clara – maybe she’s getting molars, maybe she’s dramatic, or maybe she just knows that she’s going to be two in a month and is ramping up for all the terrible-ness that supposedly comes along with that.  Whatever it is, I am ready for this phase to be over.

This too shall pass… right?

After an entire day of screaming, yelling, crying, time-outs, and general frustration, and with Joel finally home to help with the discipline (for some reason she listens and responds better to him), she got one last time out.  And I got a time out, too.

In the dining room.

In the corner.

There was crying involved.

If I wasn’t pregnant, there may have been wine involved as well.

And the night ended with early bedtimes for everyone.  It was in all of our best interests.

Never fear, folks.  Everyone survived to see another day.  And if you ever watch Clara, I’m sure she’ll be an absolute angel for you.  I never get a bad report from anyone else.  She saves all this stuff for me.  I know, I’m lucky, right?

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