Monday, May 4, 2009

Bedtime Battles, the finale

And here is the exciting conclusion... (By the way, this three part series was meant to be told comicaly, and of course, dramatically... I really am just having fun writing it all. And although it is all very true, and I'm not going to sugar coat it... at least, I crack myself up in the process. Hope some of you can relate to having a strong willed child, and can find my humor in it all!)

Tonight was no exception. The night ensued, just as I have told. Hollering, lights turning on, giggling, WHAKING by big brother, and of course, my favorite part of the evening when I totaly lose it after he starts throwing items down the stairs.

And then it occured to me. He may be winning the battles, but I AM GOING TO WIN THE WAR. I decided to confiscate THESE instead.

And then I moved the gate up around the corner to the actual doorway. HA SUCKAH! Who's your momma?! That's right!

Next step: Actually taking away his pacifiers.


Shelby said...

I'm totally cracking up over this! That is BRILLIANT, my friend, BRILLIANT!!!

lefty said...

THAT is so funny! Remove the lights. Nicely played.

Kira said...

Hahaha, I am so glad I rediscovered your blog. Taking the light bulbs!! Genius. I love it.