Ok all you little 3 year olds out there!!! I have a bone to pick with you. Hee hee!!! Ok so not really with you, but definitely about you. I have 3 daughters that have all hit 3 and made it through alive. How they made it through alive I’m still not really sure how. How is it that at 3, you think that you own the world?

I have stopped to notice that its not just little girls that act this way either. My little nephew was very lucky to make it past 3 himself. It seems to me that at 3, you are the center of the universe as far as you are concerned. Noting more exists other then the needs of a 3 year old. They want what they want and they want it NOW!!!

I think it’s a very pivotal moment as a parent. You either deicide right then if you are going to cater to their every wish, or you decide that you are the boss in the house and you deal with the hissy fits for a year and come out knowing that you can find the patience to compromise with a 3 year old. Now I know that sounds silly, to compromise with a 3 year old. But have you ever attempted to do just that? It’s a fight in itself to find a compromise that you can live with and still makes the 3 year old happy. There are times where you have to accept the inevitable and realize that there is going to be a fit. That little 3 year old is going to scream bloody murder and hate you for an hour. You are the parent and have to learn to live with it. After all, of course she/he cant have ice-cream for breakfast or in the middle of the night!!!

Unfortunately, its not all so cut and dry like things like that. They want to go play when and where they want right then. They demand every thing that they want and tell you so. They are convinced that they are the most beautiful and perfect little child in the world and are sure to tell you just that.

I have finally figured out why older generations always say “god love em” when they see them in passing. I finally know what that means. It means “god love em” they are alive and haven’t been strangled by their parents in all the demands and hissy fits that they have survived! I also recently read a prayer that I think is so true. It was directed at husbands, but I think it applies to more then just a spouse.

“God grant me patience, serenity, and understanding because if I pray for strength, I might just beat him to death!”

Now we all now we really wouldn’t, but it sure would be tempting if we had god’s strength! HAHAHA!

Till next time… remember to breath. This to shall pass………. Eventually!