I had a “come to Jesus meeting” with our youngest last weekend.
For those of you unfamiliar with Southern idioms, the phrase denotes a get-together between two or more people where a candid and somewhat harsh discussion will take place. The discussion usually centers on unacceptable behavior.
My behavior has been great, but Charlotte’s behavior and attitude have been rough for a few months now. She had always been a very sociable and happy girl, but she started acting out to get attention. She’s been climbing up in boys’ laps and trying to kiss them. She started walking around naked after her baths. She’s torn up the other kids’ toys and clothing. She’s ignored me when I’ve tried to discipline her.
As I looked into her brown eyes, I knew I had to be strong. Part of me wanted to scream and part of me wanted to cuddle with her. As a parent, it’s hard to discipline the youngest. Maybe it’s because we still see them as our innocent babies incapable of doing wrong or maybe we’re just worn out from the older kids’ chaos. Regardless of the reason, Charlotte needed to be set straight – for her own good and for the sanity of the rest of the family.
She blankly stared at me as I told her about her inappropriate actions. She didn’t understand why it was wrong to wiggle her butt in public or have her tongue hanging out all the time. (See related post on Miley Cyrus.) She found nothing wrong with climbing all over a cute boy. She didn’t care about the damage she’d inflicted on the other kids. Worst of all, she honestly believed rules apply to everyone BUT her.
The more I spoke, the less she listened. She whined and then walked away from me. I was angry, and I’m ashamed to say I committed a very heinous parental sin.
“You are acting like a complete and total bitch,” I said under my breath.
Charlotte heard my words and stopped in her tracks. Her face looked puzzled, but then she realized what she had done.
She slowly walked back to my chair, put her paws on my knees, licked my hands and then barked because she had to go outside after such a long conversation.
I was thankful I didn’t have to add pooping on the carpet to the discussion that night.
LMAO. Love it, you got me Kim. Great post!
Lol this is fantastic. I’ve had similar discussions with my “daughter” Hazel but she typically responds by giving me an innocent, wide-eyed stare and a “meow”. That or she purrs while rubbing against my legs.
ha-ha, that was perfect! I got totally sucked in. Very funny post!
I read all the way through and then it struck me, wait. What? Went back and reread the end, perfect.
Or the humane society…too funny.
You are such a tease. =)
And here I thought my husband said it was Macy that got all up in his business on Saturday! Maybe you need to have a talk with all of your fur children!!!
Dang it! I’ve got to have a “Come to Jesus” with her too? I blame it all on Miley Cyrus — and Lassie.
It’s been a while, but there it is! that sense of humor I have come to enjoy from your posts! Don’t get me wrong-I have enjoyed everything you have put out there, but sometimes I need some Funny Kim!!
I totally understand. My brain has been stuck in journalist mode while I waited for something ridiculous to happen in my life. Voila!
It’s been a while but it’s back!! That sense of humor I so look forward to in your writing!! Don’t get me wrong-your other posts are brilliant!! But sometimes I need me some funny Kim!! Thanks! (Thank goodness I know that Charlotte is the dog!)
Spoiler Alert! Spoiler Alert! I’m sure someone won’t read the entire article and will then report me to Child Protective Services for name-calling.