Wednesday, May 16, 2007

I'm Tired, So This One's Lame

I am so tired today. I slept well last night and all, but dealing with Sissy around dinner time has become a complete nightmare. I think she's having a hard time with her teeth, but who can know? She can't tell me.

So, she screams. Constantly. For No. Apparent. Reason. I made spaghetti for dinner, which she has had and liked in the past. She refused to even take one bite. I tried giving her bread - again, she refused (and like her mother, she's a starch fiend, so I definitely don't get the refusal of bread). Finally, I gave her one of those Zwieback toast stick thingies. She kind of half-heartedly gnawed on it for a while and got through half of it, then flung it across her tray and started in on the shrieking again.

Can you imagine how difficult it is to enjoy a meal while listening to THAT? It's not pretty, I can tell you that much. I even made my special homemade meatballs and couldn't even enjoy those. And what's not to love about a meatball? Shesh. Well, Buddy says he doesn't like my meatballs because "they have too much meat in them." LOL. Ooookaayy.

Anyway, the screaming just wore me out. I'm too old for this stuff. It's time for my glass of wine and zone out time. My brain feels like jello.


  1. Ooooh. Teething. Yuck.

    I'm so sorry.

    Does she like popsicles? Maybe frozen fruit juice or ice cold carrots?

    May tomorrow be much better.

    For BOTH of you.

  2. We had the neighbor's four year old daughter over for a while this week when her car broke down and she couldn't pick her up.

    It was so much fun, she ran around, played with the dog, read books and played hide and seek.

    Thanks for bringing me back to reality. Hope your day is better tomorrow.

  3. Poor Sissie;it has to be teething. Hope it will go away soon.

    I felt sorry for a mother we saw in a Japanese restaurant on Mother's Day. She had 3 girls, the smallest was probably 14-16 mos. old, and she screamed, squirmed and cried all during lunch, and she would only sit on her mother's lap. She wouldn't even look at her dad. That poor mom!

  4. You could always outsource your child development needs... There are whole factories in exotic locales to teach 'em to deal with stress in productive ways. And, when you get her back, she'll be able to make you sneakers!