Our little princess has turned into a hissing, growling, wild animal.
She slaps.
She scratches.
She bites.
She kicks.
She screams.
All in a sarcastic tone I abhor, "boo-boo, na-na..."
My reaction should be to remain calm and quiet, and calmly and quietly put her in a time out.
My reaction, ashamed I am to admit, is to do right back to her what's she's done. And you can guess how successful this game plan is. It ends with both of us in tears, both of us saying sorry, and me winning the shittiest mother of the year award.
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