*(In this particular instance…
"The Bull" = Lilee….. "The Horns" = Mommy)*
"The Bull" = Lilee….. "The Horns" = Mommy)*
Lilee came home from school yesterday telling me about a little boy that had pushed her down…again.
Keep in mind this has happened several times…and each time by the same little boy.
Throughout the first few instances, I’ve told her…
As it has continued to happen, (and as I have become increasingly heated) I started telling her…
“Honey, I know it’s hard but don’t push back. Just let the teacher know about it. Remember, you want to treat others like you would want them to treat you.”
Then I’m quickly corrected by my daughter…“Well, push him back!”
*(now, embarrassed that my 3 ½ year old has more insight into the situation that I do)*“But Mommy, it’s not nice to push people.”
After hearing yesterday that it happened again, I was fuming. So, as Lilee was getting into bed, she was telling her daddy all about it. As I’m hearing the story for the 3rd time, I can feel my blood pressure go up…my jaw clenches…
and I begin to hear the theme song from the movie
playing in my head.I then found myself giving my little girl advice that was, well… not my best.
Lilee: “…he pushed me down again…and I hurt my butt again…and I cried, again.”
Mommy to Lilee: “Alright! You point your finger in that kids face and tell him if he does it again, your gonna bust his butt!”
Daddy to Lilee: (very calmly) “Nooooo honey, that’s not how you handle it. I’ll go down to the school and take care of it.”
Mommy to Daddy: (now with a very loud tone) “No…she needs to learn how to stick up for herself!”
*(Ok…‘Mr. Calm in ALL situations’! Geeeze, I thought I had toned it down.Daddy to Mommy: “Honey, you don’t want her doing that stuff…then she’ll get in trouble.”
What I really wanted to do was show her how to ball up her little fists and tell this kid to...
‘say hello to my little friends’…
powwwww!)*What is it about being a mom that makes us act like a wild animal protecting her young?
Well...Brian (aka…'Mr. Calm') got up this morning and was not as rational as last night. In fact, I think
his exact words were...
“I hope I run into that kids parents…so I can tell ‘em to be ready. That kid is about to get whupped by a girl!”Well, well, well…see, I’m not the only crazy one.
Hmmm...turns out, my irrational advice last night wasn't so irrational after all.
*(stop music at bottom of blog before playing)*
3 comments:
Oh how I know how you feel. Alivia came home from school one day and told me that the little boys on the playground had punched her in the stomach. I have never been so hot!!! for someone to put there hands on my little girl and for no teacher to have seen it, because I asked and she was told they couldn't do anything because they did not see it. One of my first comments to her was if it happened again to punch them in the face and that NO one was to ever touch her again. Then later after realizing my comment was not going to win me the parent of the year award had to go back and talk to her about how to take care of it the nice way if it ever happened again. There is something about someone hurting your baby that makes you loose it.
If Daddy does not take car of it...Call Gramee! I will take that little boy in the bathroom and stick his head in the toilet!!
I love this little girl, she is the cutest thing in the world!! I miss her....maybe this weekend she will come to visit Gramee. Gram needs some more prayer for her foot...Love this video!!!
i just love looking at your blog - you have a beautiful family and Lilly cracks me up!
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