Anti-Mother's Day
We’ve had a few rough nights in the Jorgensen household lately. My husband is a pilot so he’s gone a few nights out of the week. That leaves me outnumbered with two kids- one who physically needs me for everything (3 months old) and another who thinks he does (4 years old). To say I’m stretched thin is an understatement. Yesterday was one such stressful day on my own and I broke. I put my non-napping daughter down asleep and she woke 30 minutes later. I went and got her, came back into the family room and it was trashed. The mess all of a sudden was just too much to handle. I told my 4 year old that he needs to clean up his mess. He, of course, starts pouting and throwing a fit. I told him that if he didn’t start picking up his toys, I would do it. He knows that if mommy puts his toys away, they are mine until the next day. Trey ended up losing a few of his favorite toys. The yelling and pouting was impressive. Sad to say that that behavior wasn’t all co