When my little man gets mad at someone, he will tell them to "leave this house right now!"
Tonight, we were doing our bedtime dance, y'know:
Run after kids, capture whichever one falls over a toy first
Get off old diaper and clothes
Chase now naked child around the house
Attempt to diaper which ever child you can grab
Get kicked in the gut and/or boob area
Wrestle diaper onto spinning, writhing, hysterically laughing child
Have husband wipe sweat from your brow
Get one child diapered and pajama-d
Get other child diapered and pajama-d
Turn around to see first child has removed all clothing and diaper
Chase naked child through the house
And so on and so forth.
After we had duct taped the children into their jammies and got Ellie nestled into her crib for the night it was Noah's turn.
Noah was not pleased.
He screamed for me to "GET OUT!"
So I did. I walked out the front door. For about two seconds, which was the opposite of what I should have done, which was sit there and let him bitch me out.
There was wailing, followed by ten minutes of me reassuring him I wasn't leaving him. Then he wanted Daddy. who had to also take time to convince Noah no one was leaving. He then got my traumatized son into bed, who started wailing for me again.
Bob calls, "get in here and fix this before his head explodes"
A few more minutes of kisses, hugs, reassurances, and raspberries on the belly and he was back to normal.
Note to self, don't do that again, dumbass.
Mommy did an oopsey...
Guess Noah getting upset when I walked out the door is better than him yelling, "and stay out, you dumb bitch!"