I have been hit, kicked, pinched, clawed and told to Shut-up!!

All by a 2 1/2 year old little boy. Should I say little boy? OMG!! As those of you who follow me know that I do home daycare and have been doing it for now for 17 years. Never have I been treated so bad by a 2 year old. He is such a sweet little man. Until, you tell him not to take toys away from other kids, or if you tell him it's time to pick up toys, or it's time for a nap, or it's time to go inside. First off he yells "Don't tell me that!" and if you tell him again, he yells "Shut-up!!" Oh, needless to say we did about 8 timeouts today. It ranged from me continuously putting him back in the time-out chair over and over and over again. To him kicking me while he was in time-out. When I bent down to talk to him (getting at the child's level) he hit me, clawed at my eye and pinched me.


Let me tell you a little bit about this young man. He is one of three children I started watching today. Their ages are 1, 2, and 3. And, yes all one family. There are eight children total between their parents. I am sure he has learned well from his older siblings. But oh boy, do I seriously have my work cut out for me. Really, they are very nice children and I really do like them but wooo, look out when it's time to clean up or be nice.







Needless to say that I sure could use a huge margarita! Or two! Or three! But that can't happen. I have two kids who went to football practice and they will be back in about 1 1/2 hours. Then two more girls who will be here in about 2 1/2 hours and the girls are here overnight. Good gracies, I hope I make it through this week. If I do, you bet your butt I will be drinking a few of these this weekend.