Do they ever grow out of this?? My once precious and sweet 3 year old son has sm
Posted By: Mom on 2007-12-19
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turned into a holy terror. Wow. For the past 2 weeks he has been completely nonsensical and out of control. Any little thing throws him off and he begins destroying the house, kicking, yelling, screaming, etc. This morning I woke up to him crying on the couch without any clothes on, so I told him to go put something on (it's freezing in here!), to which he told me NO! Of course he received a spanking for that (what a way to wake up, huh?). Well, he's been pitching a fit for almost 2 hours now since I refused to cook him pancakes. I told him if he would behave I would make them. Well, he doesn't want to do anything but scream and throw fits, so I won't make them. He has said the word pancake at least 200 times since early this morning. I cannot reward bad behavior, so now I'm just ignoring him which is what my pediatrician told me to do the other day. If I deal with him, I may regret it later. Yes, can you tell I am completely frustruated?
I know they say different things work for different children, but NOTHING works with him. I never, ever spanked before. But the chair became a joke as he would just jump right back down out of his chair and run out the room screaming. He refused to sit down. So then I had to begin spanking him and of course that just makes him angrier, meaner, and he won't listen to a word I say. As soon as I begin talking to him and explaining what I am doing he screams to "override" my voice.
I cried all day Sat. because my husband took my older soon to a ball game and my 3 year old was really bad that morning. I just wanted a little peace, but he refused. So we battled all morning until lunch. It has been every single day like this. Yesterday was bad, but not too bad. Today is really bad, but not as bad as Saturday. I wonder what is going on? He is so unreasonable. The thing is, my husband says, "he's 3. How can you not handle a 3 year old?" Like just now, as I'm typing this, he just said to me, "mommy's STUPID!!" I haven't heard that one all morning, so let me go take care of it. Please say a prayer for me...and him too.
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Awwww, what a precious, sweet face!
Thanks for sharing!
I decided to grow tomatoes for my 10 year old who loves them! sm
I planted 2 plants and they grew up so tall - totally pesticide free with no bugs on them all year! We had so many that I would give them to a neighbor. One batch was picked up by a woman who drove 30 miles for our tomatoes! I don't like them.....They were no big deal planting - just put them in the ground and watered every day.
Precious, Precious Baby!
She is gorgeous. Congratulations, Grandma! :-)
Sweet-chocolate; not sweet-cheese. nm
Adorable! Sweet, sweet, sweet!. thanks.nm.
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Oh, how precious!
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Precious pup!
Picture of your baby just brought back sooo many memories of our precious BUBBA. He was a rescue dog with many major health issues but never/ever complained and gave us about 7-8 years of sheer joy. We are now dogless for the first time in many, many years and want another boxer so much but the thought of losing another one is still so heavy on our minds. When we took him in, we immediately bonded, then found out he was heartworm infested... NOT A PROBLEM: He never missed a step... even gained weight during HW treatment! A few years later, had a tumor on his back leg which we had removed.. then later had the limb amputated... still, he just kept on going, without a problem. God, what a trooper. Finally, succumbed to cancer, never gave up or even complained until the last day of his life. Such a precious, darling friend... to the end. Just not sure I am ready to go through this again so soon. Boxers are such the noble breed, and I am also a Great Dane and English Bulldog owner and lover, all of the good ones die young! Can't seem to get one past 10 years and that is WAAAY too early!
She's so precious !!!!! nm
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So so precious! sm
She actucally reminds me a lot of my daughter when she was born. I was so happy cause she had the same color of hair as me. It then all fell out and came back in blond.
too precious
He is adorable
grow up
Yes, did grow up in NYC but
from the way she spoke, you would have thought she was born and raised here.
Oh, grow UP, Jan! sm
They grow up ................sm
when we are not looking, whether we like it or not. While I don't think 10-yo boys should be coddled to the point of being sissies, I do still believe they are still children and need to be guided in an age-appropriate way. The ripe old age of 10 is a difficult time for most kids. They realize they have added a digit to their age and they are entering an emotionally scary and hormonally charged time in their lives when everything they knew is changing....their bodies, their relationships, their whole world. Our jobs as parents are to guide them, not drag them kicking and screaming, along the path that will eventually lead to adulthood. If we do our jobs properly, then we will have young men and women of honor who will someday do the same for their children, but if we screw it up, heaven help the next generation.
I think you both need to grow up! sm
With all the horrible things going on in the world, this kind of stuff sounds absolutely petty to me for two grown adults to end a relationship over. You both sound like spoiled brats to me.
Let them grow up
even if they rant and rave. What would they do if you were dead? That's what I used to tell my 3 grown children and my daughter has worked 2 jobs to raise her son single-handed. Our children would NEVER move back in with us for any reason. You have to cut the strings. Sometimes it hurts but everyone is better off in the long run.
Precious... Too many times...
we overlook what "grown-up jobs" mean to our young children. They want to help, "butt" (how cute) most of all they want to feel you need them as much as they need you. Thank you for sharing your special time with your daughter and your son I'm most sure appreciates what you are doing he just hasn't expressed that yet. You will most likely get another "surprise" from him when he has his new room... You're doing great spoken from another "Mom" who likes to bond....  They won't be this age 4-ever... cherish it... only happens once....
Mine is precious, BUT...sm
very hyperactive and co-dependent. He will not go outside by himself and if he realizes that Ruston is not in the house with him, he freaks out trying to find him. It is almost funny until you see the fear in his little face!
precious pets
Our pets, our friends, are so very, very precious. They love us unconditionally. What a blessing it is to share our lives with our pets. I am so very sorry for what has happened. I will pray for you. All our beloved pets, I optimistically feel, will be joined with us one day.
You are precious. You are correct. I'm with you 100%, Jan. nm
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He's precious, floppy ear and all! Is that you
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aaahhh, that is precious
Wish my kids still did things like that. Thye are 15 and 17. Even though they are wonderful ( I coule brag for hours but nobody wants to hear that and I don't blame them) just cherish each and every moment. Like Kenney Chesney says "Don't blink".
Absolutely! They are all so precious!!!
Thanks for the info! 
Gary is so precious!
Do you get his name from Spongebob's "cat" (Gary the snail)?
I have 3 precious ones myself, all rescues, 2 Siamese mutts and a Maine Coon mutt!! Love my boo-boos!
Precious puppies! nm
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What a sweet, sweet face!
I have tears in my eyes. I will see what I can do about getting him a hat from PA. Do you know do they just want ball caps or would a beanie be okay, too?
Sweet or not sweet cornbread?
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Maybe if you wanted it to grow sm
I'll fight Hayseed over it any day. LOL.
I never ever wanna grow up
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So precious...now about this litter for dogs
What is the name of it and where can I find it? I have never heard of litter for dogs. This is just the best news I have heard all day!
These are precious! I have old stuff I made way
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I always try to give up time, which I have precious little of!
I try to spend some part of every day in prayer for other people, usually the patients that pass across my computer screen each day. I also try to do more service, as well.
If you look up the word PRECIOUS in the dictionary
you would see this picture! They are just too adorable for words!
What beautiful little babies! They are just precious. Thanks so much.
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I love animals so much and this is just precious!
Have 2 cats and 1 kitten and love where the kitty is grooming the deer. Thanks for sharing this!
Did you grow up in 1 town or move...sm
and if you moved, how often and are you glad you moved? As for me, we moved every other year due to my father's occupation. There were 2 places I was very glad that we moved from and 2 places I would have loved to have stayed, the others were OK. When people ask me where I was raised I tell them "everywhere" because that best summarizes it.
What about you? Do you have a home town?
:) I feel that way, too. Cranberries don't grow down here!
To me, true dressing has only cornbread in it, too. No white bread. :)
so then the kids you had didn't grow up
in you care...they went back to who? Family? Wow, the odds of every single child you cared for going back to their parents/family is well, just remarkable or what a coincidence for the sake of these posts. NONE of them were split up? You never claimed to be an angel, but you must be one heck of a FC parent to have lucked out like that considering the politics and social issues involved. I never said having siblings in short-term FC is unacceptable, just harder to come by anymore than it used to be...and the states now have federal laws to follow that were not in place 10 years ago.
I will restate that sending siblings to a GROUP HOME (read: Not a FC setting) is less desirable than several relatives maintaining close contact in short-term situations.
Yea, Budda likes it when I write about something I'm passionate about.
I know, but backbones don't grow overnight.
I also realize that I 'lived' before my kids came into this word.
And I know I made bad decisions that turned me into a single mom.
I'm not saying I hate my life. I'm just tired. I probably wouldn't know how to live at this point anyhow.
You are 100% right and I'm not making excuses, but it didn't get like this overnight and it won't change overnight.
I say, 'Let it grow!' And under no circumstances -
should you (or anyone else) grow old 'gracefully'. Fight it every inch of the way. If the 'cats' are making remarks about your hair, it's probably because they're jealous.
I'm 58, and like yours, mine is still mostly light brown, and I occasionally highlight it, too, but only when I feel like it. I had it cut shoulder-length a few years ago and hated it -- they ironed it straight and turned in under, and made me look like every soccer mom in my neighborhood, which I am totally NOT. Some people make good short-hair people, and some people don't. And I'm one of 'em.
I have a friend a little younger than me, and her hair is waist-length, VERY thick and beautiful, and salt-and-pepper, with a lot more salt than pepper. I've gone back to growing mine out, and now have a long ponytail. It should hit waist-length in the next year or so, and that's right where I want it. I'll probably still have a long ponytail when I'm 80, too. And if I don't like the gray hairs, then maybe I'll dye them purple.
So let the catty neighbors all walk around looking like dowdy old clones, and in the meantime you'll be happy being your normal, beautiful-haired self.
I know I will miss them terribly when they grow up - but sm
somehow I don't think that's the part I'll miss ;-)
I think I'll miss them needing me to help with things, miss tucking them in at night, watching them learn. I don't think I'll miss having to fuss at them - but you never know...lol
Do boys go through hormonal changes as they grow up? sm
I have two boys, one is 6 and the other will be 10 in a few weeks. my almost 10 y/o has been such a good kid through his life. BUT i notice sometimes when he stays with my inlaws, especially my 11 y/o nephew, he comes back home with an attitude. my two boys usually get a long really well. but my 10 y/o spent three nights with my inlaws (two included my nephew) and he has been so cranky with me and his little brother. i didn't know of boys have hormonal changes like girls do.
She won't grow to fit her tank, she will just keep growing....
But eventually she has to stop growing some time. I really think she has probably grown as much as she is going to. If she has to go to a bigger tank yet, we may have to see if our local zoo will take her. The tanks are the biggest outlay. I get all her rocks free from our local monument maker and a quarry. I buy a bottle of the stuff to kill the chlorine and use our city water.
Cleaning her tank is not too bad as we have a gravel vacuum. We don't fill the tank all the way up, only about 2/3 full. They need at least the width of their shell for the depth of the water in case they flip over on their back. Otherwise they can't flip themselves over. We do a partial tank change. Just enough to suck up the "poop" and food scraps. Then we replace it.
Other than her lights burning out once in a while, she is pretty low mainatenance. And fun to watch. Especially when she chases the goldfish. LOL
Tomatoes are not hard to grow........sm
You can start the plants inside and plant them in large containers on the patio or porch if that is the only space you have. Nothing much better than a big, fresh, juicy ripe garden tomato!!
It would grow old real fast for me - sm
so I can understand you being annoyed, and no it is not heartless. Is he short on cash? Can he afford to feed himself? Obviously is money is an issue then it is a different story. Were you very close before the divorce or is this new behavior? I presume the GF does not want him there for dinner presuming it is a loneliness issue for him. But as you said he is probably keeping an eye on your mom since he asks about her every day, I would presume the divorce was her idea? Or is he having buyers remorse? I would set some ground rules for dad and tell him as much as you enjoy seeing him, etc, that you need some nights to yourself, and to limit it to maybe 3 days a week, MWF or something like that. So he still gets to see you (and stalk your mom) but not monopolize every evening. Or else starting making things you know your dad dislikes!
We lost our precious Misha today.
My precious 7-year-old Siberian husky, Misha, passed away this morning. I love her so much that I use her name as mine a lot on message boards like this. She was the first dog I ever had as an adult, all mine and my husband's.
She was born 7 years and 41 days ago, and we brought her home at 8 weeks. Her color was cream white with diamonds of light red in two spots; one on her shoulders and one on her tail. At nine weeks she saw her first snow, the biggest she would ever see, of 19 inches of heavenly cold, white snow. She was potty trainined in about 2 weeks. She attended puppy kindergarten and excelled. We were so proud! She was a very good puppy and had both her parents at home with her every day for the first four months of her life.
I was her dog walker and protector, and I remember that when I fell while walking her and dropped the leash, she would start to run for joy, until she saw me on the ground. Then she would return to me and sit on me, just a puppy of 6 months old. We lived in a townhouse with a great big kitchen that was great for puppy training, but as she got bigger, we wanted a fenced-in yard for her to explore. So we bought a house with a fenced-in yard for her. The first time we let her out there with the big oak and pine tree -shaded yard, you could see her happiness at being able to cavort off leash. So now we needed a playmate for her. We adopted another Siberian husky of the same age, but pure white, and named her Sasha. In the morning my husband would let them out about 5:00 a.m., and I would be awakened by the sound of them racing through the leaves around the back yard, wrestling and using play growls. Now my Sasha was very adventurous, and she taught Misha, my digger, to dig along the fence line so they could escape. So I would either notice they were missing or get a phone call telling me my dogs had visited some neighbor, who had gotten my number off a tag. One time when dear husband was searching for them, he found them playing in a yard with a family, the father allowing them to kiss his 2-year-old child, so gentle with children were they.
By 2 years old, we had conquered their efforts to dig out by using chicken wire, and we learned how much adventure they required to keep them content at home. They became model citizens. Some time between the ages of 3 and 4, my Misha's personality became more serious. She became less and less playful with Sasha, and more serious. I was unsure whether this was the normal personality of the more dominant dog,
or whether something might be wrong with her. She had foot problems, and the vet treated this with antibiotics and finally surgery. She had muscle pain, and pain medicine caused her to act more like a puppy again. I told this to the vet. I would mention her blood-shot eyes and face rubbing and the suspicion that she might have a headache. Vet just offered eye ointment and suggested Benadryl. I continued to bring her in for each small thing that came up, thinking it would provide a pattern if there were some autoimmune disease going on. I was now working outside the house, and whenever it was cool, Misha slept outside. I continued to provide the thickest of orthopedic beds and the best food in the hopes of keeping her healthy. She enjoyed the dog park, but didn't run with the other dogs often. She was overweight due to her appetite and my wanting to keep her happy and giving too many treats. Occasionally she would play with a huge rottweiler or mastiff, so I hoped this just meant that her behavior was all an act to show how dominant she was, and how beneath her it was for her to play with smaller, less dominant dogs. At home she would lie around looking depressed, but would always perk up when we decided to take them somewhere, so I thought she was just bored at home.
In September I came back home to work. I didn't see a big change, except that Misha was restless and couldn't decide where she wanted to be. Getting treats was very important to her, and her weight was now near 90. Then we went on vacation at the end of October. It was extremely hard for me to leave them behind, but my parents were paying for the trip and no pets were allowed. We boarded them. During the boarding, the downward spiral started with Misha biting Sasha and tearing her ear.
Once home we started seeing her spending hours pacing, circling, depressed and lethargic, yet anxious. When we'd take her to the vet, the stimulation seemed to pull her out of her funk, and she always appeared normal to vets. I felt very helpless because it seemed they didn't believe us or that we were somehow wrong. I worried about a brain tumor, so I read up on all the diseases that might cause her symptoms. According to her breeder, Misha's father had lupus (SLE), so I hoped that was it. Vet thought it was possible. He did lab testing and gave antibiotics and steroids. The steroids returned Misha to her 2-year-old personality, which was a joy, but also scary because a tumor would often respond that way, but so would lots of conditions.
At the end, I had to get ugly with the vets to get her seen at the vet school. When they saw her then, she was very symptomatic, and they were pretty sure she had a brain tumor. But they wanted to test. An MRI or CT were needed. Hard to get done at Christmas.
In the end she responded well to phenobarbital and had a good day on Christmas eve. Then today, Christmas morning, she had another seizure, and she stopped breathing. We had to let her go.
We are very sad. She was a very good dog. None better.
Mishawaka Shearer
Siberian husky
11/14/99 to 12/25/06
That is precious. It really is. Too many husbands not involved these days! nm
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Love puppies of all kinds! How precious yours must look
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WHAT? Children who kill animals grow up
to kill people, they are sociopoaths and have no conscious. I would lock them away for life.
Didn't she grow up in New York City?
What does she know about the South?
Oh my. You sound so young. You'll grow up one day. nm
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