They are having a VERY difficult time with no meaning NO. That's part of what set me off this morning.
Michel wanted to play a computer game. I said no. Five minutes later he asked gain. I said no - again. This time it wasn't even five minutes before he was asking again. When I told him no yet again he started with the, "WHY? Why can't I play it? Please, mom? Can I play? WHY won't you let me just play the game?" Then he stomped off and slung himself on the couch.
Lauren, is in there washing the dishes, but crying and yelling about it isn't fair that she is working like a slave and I'm not doing anything but sitting here on the computer.
__________________ Aerrica, and Norman  RIP my sweet Poopanut |