Turnabout, Fair Play?
House on Red Corner · 2008-02-06
…yesterday we all woke up very early and tried to go someplace, but the New England weather combined with our like stroller cover caused me to turn around with The Bubster. The two of us sat on the sofa and watched some early morning children’s telly. Then when there was enough of that, I shifted her to using the computer to play some games, etc. At eleven AM, I moved to prepare us to go out again and then the boom lowered on the day.
The Bubster was throughly pissed off by my intention and refused to cooperate. She screamed and yelled and threw her weight about. She begged for food, I gave her food, she didn’t want the food, she grabbed the plate and tried to throw it. Then she refused to put her coat on, then she peed on me. Then she screamed and cried some more, and then she punched me in the face.
I reacted.
I popped her bottom with my hand with approximately the same force necessary to dribble a basketball. She immediately was defeated and deflated her whole attitude.
I cried.
She hugged me and cried. We cried together, she fell asleep, and I was left an emotional wreck for the rest of the day. I hope all you people who I did the same thing to when I was the same age, are happy now!