My Wife Just Said… #81
“You know there’s a problem when your son, who is a toddler, is telling you to calm down.” -Elizabeth
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Steve says: Haha! That’s awesome. Reminds me of a counselor friend of mine, who recently described an argument between two adult friends of ours as “emotional tug-of-war”.
Maybe life WOULD be better if we all handled things like a toddler. Except the pooping your pants part.
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I’d even be willing to try the pooping in the pants thing. I mean… hypothetically, of course.
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Christina says: Only if it’s mommy who’s still cleaning it up, right?
Poopy pants = blllleeeeerrrrrrggggg!
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Is it weird/sad/pathetic/normal that I’m no stranger to the four-year-old needing to simmer ME down? Except for me it’s more like, “Alright, alright! Chill out, Mommy!” Me? Uppity? Nevvvveeeeerrrrrr. 😉
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Ha ha ha ha! I tell myself that parenting is just an all-around uppity business; when it isn’t being weird, sad, pathetic, or normal. 😉 You’re in good company. And by that I mean nearly every human being on the planet.
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Mo says: LOLOLOLOL there is a meme going around facebook that says something like, “That moment when you punish your child for being exactly like you” or something to that effect. Unfortunately, my 5 year old is too much like me to have time to tell me to chill out, he’s too busy screaming himself. But I can imagine my 3 year old saying this!
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My preschooler told me not too long ago, “mama, I think you need to take a deep, calming breath!” And you know what, I took her advice! haha.
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Hanson says: “Aaagghhh! There’s chocolate laxitive all over my nipple.”
My wife just said.
She nurses our toddler, who is anal retentive. -
Terry says: “Sometimes I am just a little bit jealous of divorced couples when one says that they don’t have the kids for the weekend” – yes of course we love our kids and would never wish for a divorce, but a weekend completely to ourselves is pretty enticing.
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WeirdFish says: I’m running in a half-marathon on Sunday morning, and my wife & I are staying Saturday night in a nearby hotel by ourselves.
I think I’m more excited about THAT than the race!
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B says: You know you’re late when your toddler says, “Mama, come,” when you’re still in front of the mirror and everyone else is headed out to the car.
