Tick tock, turkey.
I LOVE THANKSGIVING. I took it upon myself to teach ONE about the holiday by bringing home pilgrim and Mayflower stickers from Target and explaining to him what a cornucopia is. A big horn full of stuff, that’s what. And … that was the extent of our learning. Then we made leaf-shaped cookies and he ate a good portion of raw dough.
Two things have made me feel especially thankful today. First, I have decided to embrace the switch. As in, a thin branch to swat legs with. Because nothing, and I mean NOTHING, is working to effectively discipline my three-year-old … and I am unwilling to allow him to continue to throw ridiculous, out of control temper tantrums.
Embracing the switch isn’t what is making me feel thankful. It’s the fact that I haven’t had to use it yet. I dread it. I know it’s going to sting like hell. But if it works, then it will be worth it. ONE keeps nervously talking about it. He seems to instinctively know that that little branch is about to turn the tide.
Second, I am so very thankful that my parents are coming to town tomorrow afternoon. They are lovely people. I miss them terribly. It was actually my dad’s idea to implement the switch. He sent me an email today that read, Become one with the switch. May the force be with you.
Thank you, Dad. I need something to be with me. Currently, it’s this. I keep it on my person at all times. And I’m not afraid to use it.