A representative sample, by no means a complete list, of things I say a thousand times a day that make me feel like some sort of crazy mean angry bitch:
No.
I don't understand what you're saying when you use that voice.
Try again.
Use words please.
Use your nice words please.
No.
Please stop that.
Please STOP THAT.
STOP THAT!
Did you wipe?
Where do your underpants go?
What did you forget?
No.
Don't suck, brush.
That means MOVE the brush on your teeth.
Don't talk, eat.
Your sleeve is in your plate.
Your hair is in your plate.
No.
Please drink your milk.
Please take another bite.
Is the light on in your room?
Do I listen to whining?
I can't reach it when I'm driving.
Come out from behind there.
TELL ME WHEN YOU POOP.
No.
Is it OK to hit/yell at/grab things from your sister?
What do you say?
That's enough.
I said, THAT'S ENOUGH.
And, when I finally snap, which I'm not proud of, but it happens: Why do I have to say the same things again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again EVERY SINGLE DAY? WHY?!?
Mommy needs a time out.
story of my life. Especially after 2pm.
ReplyDeletehere ya go Sandy
ReplyDeleteJust start at the top... work your way down until the stress levels even out (or possibly you are overtaken by a blissful desire to sleep)
http://tinyurl.com/rv4cd
*sniff*... 'salways worked for me... hic ...
;-)
That could come in handy.
ReplyDeleteTELL ME WHEN YOU POOP just so happens to be our family motto.
ReplyDeleteLoved it.
Oh, honey, you should SEE what gets said around here...! Only difference is, I stopped feeling guilty. Bad me.
ReplyDeleteI can add a few:
ReplyDeleteDo your shoes belong under the table?
Is your homework in your backpack?
What do you mean you don't like tuna? You LIKE tuna.
You can have it if you use your own money to buy it.
Don't give me that look.
It gets to the point where I cannot stand to hear myself talk.
ReplyDeleteThat's exactly it, suburban. I get so f'ing tired of hearing myself say these things.
ReplyDelete