Tuesday, February 07, 2006

Where the Tantrums Go...


Charleigh was pretty mad at me the other day because I let the other two take a bath in the big whirlpool tub and so she pulled off her shirt and threw herself on the floor for a good ol' kickin' and screamin' tantrum. My tactic with tantrums is always the same: I have no dealings with terrorists. So I went back to work, put on my headphones and forgot about her little fit.

A little while later it occurred to me that it was pretty quiet, so I went to investgate and found an extra doll on the bed. She just wore herself out.

3 comments:

Elizabeth said...

so cute :)

courtney said...

Sounds like Dora the other day...though, for terrorists, they are pretty cute. At least yours falls asleep!!! mine lays on the floor, rolling back and forth singing the saddest little baby songs you could imagine, really, they're heartbreaking but she WILL NOT go to sleep.

your bro said...

I'd do that too until the little stinkers stole my headphones

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