A high price to pay for a little cake.

They gave the kids cupcakes at school today. Because it’s someone’s birthday. After our trip home which included (I am not making this up) 30 minutes of screaming “NO!” and “I WANT TO START THIS DAY OVER AGAIN” and “THIS IS NOT FUN FOR ME” I decided Ian needed to go straight to bed when we got home. Bedtime included more tears and more screaming. Including my favorite, “NO I CAN’T CALM DOWN ENOUGH TO HEAR A STORY. NO I DO NOT WANT TO SNUGGLE. NO I CAN’T CALM DOWN. IT’S NOT EASY.”

I shared a video of 30 seconds of this awesomeness with my husband, who thinks I am cruel to subject him to such a fate. But, on the up side, he darn well made sure he was home in time to relieve me so I could attend my Tai Chi class, which I seriously needed by the time it started. The poor dude DID eventually calm down enough to hear a story, and when I got home he only made it to 54 bottles of beer before he fell asleep.

So, if you have found yourself thinking I’m a whackadoo for not wanting him to drink juice, or eat candy, or have too many cookies… I have a video for you.

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