Monday, March 8, 2010

Monster child aka the very selective listener

She feed the fish this morning. An entire jar of food. We have one fish. I had to change the water twice. And I should do it again but I have a feeling the fish is going to die now. Unlike me the fish will eat until he literally explodes. I stop just before I pop.
Story number two. As she is sitting on time out, she gets a bottle of sand and pours it out under the crib. In, on and around a pair of itty bitty baby shoes.
What am I going to do with this kid? Seriously, I'm out of patience and ideas.

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