The Battle of The Two's

I got home at 6:00 pm last night. Kenny threw fits from 6:05 till bedtime which was at 9. Usually it's 7:30 but he was so busy pushing my buttons dinner was pushed back an hour and a half. I did remarkably well by keeping my patience. It wasn't untill bedtime that I started to crack. EVERYTHING was a fight. Whether it was brushing his teeth or which book to read, nothing made him happy. I must have repeated myself over 100 times last night trying to get him to either say yes ma'am or please or just simply obey. I thought I was going to lose it. Somehow I got him into bed and I prayed he would wake up a happier child. I've learned that staying calm is extremely important. You don't want them to see you're about to crack because then it just gives them more reasons to push your buttons till they win. I've learned to do some things to keep calm. 1: WALK AWAY. If you want your child to live to see his or her next birthday...just walk away till you can rationally think. 2: Eat lots of chocolate. 3: Invest in some earplugs. And when those things fail.....pack up their bags and send em to the neighbors :). Kidding. I've only done 2 of those things and for those who know me well enough they can probably guess them. So last night was my first glimpse of the The Two's. I'm still not going to say the terrible two's but "trying" is most certainly not the right description for what I encountered last night. So after three hours of fighting The Two's I came out on the other side tired, bald, but victorious.