Hi, My name is KJ, and I’m addicted to yelling. It’s been 10 days since I last yelled at any of my children.
I should probably remind you that I spent 8 of those 10 days traveling with only Rob and Sam, which scarcely occasioned any yelling. In fact that’s really what prompted this. I went 8 days without yelling. 8 days. And while obviously traveling through Stockholm and Amsterdam was very very good, living without yelling was also very very good indeed.
And on the plane back, I decided to give it up. No more yelling. Or at least, no yelling without a good reason. I am going to take deep breaths, I am gong to count to ten, I am going to note that I can control my response to even the most provoking circumstance. Or child. At least, I’m going to try.
Speaking of annoying, it was such a huge relief to hear my mother snapping at Rory when she tried to pay dominos with both littles. Rory, of course, would much prefer to make up her own rules. Wyatt and my mother had rules, and they wanted to play by them. Rory wanted to p,ay, but not by the rules. It was very reassuring to discover that I am not the only person in The world who fails to find that cute.