Okay, so I believe my son has it out for me. He has now decided that he does not like buggies at the store. He refuses to sit in them. I try everything. Keys, phone, toys, candy, etc. NOTHING works. I have tried carrying him, pushing the buggy and keeping up with either Lorelai or both of the girls. It doesn't work. I am not a pack mule. I have tried letting him scream and acting like I have no idea what he is doing. You know, I keep pushing ahead while complete strangers give me the "Shut the Kid Up" look. Most of the time I give them a BIG smile and push on. Sometimes, I give them the look of distaste. Do you really think I haven't tried everything???
The thing is I don't remember the girls doing this to me. I don't remember the screams like he has. Here is my two theories: 1. I have blocked this from my memory and the girls "never" did this. 2. The boy has me right where he wants me. I am putting my money on #2. For some reason, he can do things I would never let the girls get away with. Is itthe mommy-son thing? I don't know. He has me where he wants me though.
Some say the more kids you have-the more you just don't care about somethings. I can see that. Once they out number you, it gets harder and harder. I cannot seem to find enough hands, ears, laps, cookies, tissues, drinks, etc. If the buggy situation had arose with the girls, I would have left the store in disgust and they would have been trouble. Now, I just cannot find the time to do that and get everything else done. So, who suffers here, David Marshall, Me, The Girls, or the people in the store who have to hear the cries of my son as I get just as stubborn as him. Yeah, I think he has me right where he wants me.......
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