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.

3 comments:

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.