I swear I saw a white rabbit. Where’s the choco-choco candy with the words “Eat Me” written in psychedelic script?
Well, ok, the rabbit doesn’t exist but the rabbit hole? OH YES IT DOES. And what does it have to do with you? Me? Anyone for that matter?
It’s that place we go when we’ve run out of patience and BOOM, we’re facing morning routine disaster or rush-around fallout.
It’s the extra whining session that leads to lecture.
It’s the “knock it off you two” that escalates into THAT’s IT! You can’t play XBOX for 2 months (logical, right?)
It’s the tantrum that leads to a hot-headed standoff, with one in time out and the other taking a shot of tequila (kidding! That’s AFTER they go to bed).
It’s the “if I have to ask you to clean it up one more time”…that’s it, I’m putting everything in the attic! (I do this one, charming)….
And then, there you are at the bottom of a tunnel with no door to get out.
You need a trippy bite to get you out. It just so happens there IS one magical snack that WILL grow you right on up and out of there: ice cream.
Instead of burrowing deeper, FREEZE. Say sorry and eat ice cream.
Vicki makes it so obvious- nobody at the bottom of the rabbit hole EVER won an argument and left with their pride in tact. So, go for it. Stop yourself and rewind…do it over again….just DON’T let yourself get tripped up in arbitrary “discipline strategies” when you really need to tackle it in a different mood. (Albeit, a brain-freeze induced mood).
Note to self: Is the Rabbit Hole a residential community? I might live there.
(I don’t live in Wonderland)
Confessions of a Mom
April 2, 2009
Great post! Made me laugh and it’s oh, so true!
greenmtmom
April 2, 2009
Thanks! It’s hard to see the humor until AFTER the incidents shake up a day. And, I checked out confessionsofamom.com – great site!