WTF?  the terrible twos are supposed to hit at 2, right?  we’ll we’re starting to see them a little early, I believe.  I have got a biter on my hands, friends.  yesterday, I took maddie to cheerleading practice, and tony walked emma around for awhile.  when he tired of that and went to hang out with some friends, I made her sit with me.  OMG, what a struggle!

she started with the ‘mimi’ (excuse me), when that didn’t make me turn her loose (it was kinda cute and funny, so I may have laughed at her, which I’m sure did not help the situation), she pinched me.  when that failed to earn her release, she took a nibble of my hand.  I flicked her cheek and told her no.  that set her off all over again.  when she finished crying, she appeared to be tired out, (never ever fall for the ‘tired toddler’ act!) and just fell against me for several minutes.

when she felt my grip relax just enough, she made a break for it.  ugh….

this morning I was told that she bit maddie hard enough to draw blood.  she spent a few minutes in her time out chair, screaming her little lungs out.  thank god she goes home every day.  jeez, I love that little heathen.

on a side note, my better half is in ohio until monday.  this week is his birthday and the anniversary of his daddy’s passing, so he spends it with his guys.  I always miss him more than I think I will.  someday, I’ll be prepared for the depth of my despair.  (do I sound suitably miserable?  good)  I do miss him, though.  alot.

and, and and and… my cousin had her grandbaby this morning.  well, her daughter had the baby, but that’s beside the point.  my 41 year old cousin, who swears she can’t possibly be a grandma because she has a 3 year old son, is indeed a grandma.  her daughter (who is 17 and a senior this year, with a tough road ahead of her now) had gestational diabetes, and some complications near the end, so they did an emergency c section.  but baby and mama are fine and carson weighed in at 6 lb, 15 oz and 20″ .

and, lastly, I am addicted to tony’s new wii game he got for his birthday, (I can’t believe that my baby is 11 already).  it’s called deblob, and it’s soo much fun.  you play a paint blob who’s been charged with restoring color to the town and overthrowing the inkies.  I’m gonna go play right now!

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