I was babysitting a 2 year old and a 4 year old once while the parents took the older kid (8) out to buy a bicycle for his birthday (that way the little kids wouldnt yell and scream and ask for a bicycle, too). Later on that night, they were having friends and family over for cake and ice cream. The four year old's chore was to check on the dog's food outside on the porch every day and tell an adult if he needed more food. He does this every day after his lunch. While he was on the porch, I took the 2 year old in my arms to the end of the drive way to get the mail. When I turned around, the 4 year old was running into the house so I just figured he was done with his chore. When I got inside, I saw that the 4 year old had gotten into the birthday cake, covered himself head to toe with it, and was running up the staircase and down the upstair hallway smearing it all over the walls! Try cleaning up cake on walls with two kids trying to lick it off!
Why cant people just answer the question instead of pretending like their 2 year old is a perfect angel?! If your child is sooo perfect, I feel bad for you because later on in life when your child grows up, you wont have memories like this to laugh about. I am so sorry for you people.
Oh, and to the lady that spanks her kids..thats great. Just wonderful. Mom of the year here you come!
Kids will be kids, Oh and i had that perfect baby/toddler who rode around in the cart with no problem and slept all night, NEVER to this day wet the bed even during toilet training (although i was expecting her to as it is normal she never did), never destroyed something she shouldn't touch and guess what? She is now 7 and is making up for lost time.
I'm pregnant now, so I'm sure I'll have a lot of these fun stories over the next 4 or 5 years...however, I do have a great one that my mom experienced with my brother. When he was around three years old, he had heard the term "breakfast in bed" and knew it was something you did for someone you loved, but didn't really know exactly what it meant. Well, while mommy and daddy were sleeping, he quietly snuck into the kitcken and gathered syrup and eggs. He took them into their bedroom and cracked eggs on their bed, and poured maple syrup in my mothers hair, as she was waking up in horror. He had the best of intentions, but terrible execution. hahaha i hope my child is as charming and thoughtful...
HAHA! What a topic. My son started throwing apples at the produce guy and then knocked over an entire display of peanuts. I had to chase him and then he freaked out and made himself throw up because he was crying so hard.
The only time I will go to the store by myself with him anymore is to the stores with a daycare in them.
2007-06-12 16:42:23
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answered by Jana M3
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Back in 1992, my
2 year old son flushed my watch down the toilet Inspired by the book _Love_You_Forever_. Same child got bored and destructive at nap time, pulled out and overturned all the drawers of his dresser and reached in his diaper & fingerpainted with poo all over the bed, walls and windows in his room.
2007-06-12 15:29:11
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answered by not yet7
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my brother put swiss cheese in the VCR and acted so weird in the grocery store that an employee said to my mom, "oh, what's wrong with him? Is he challenged?" my other brother spray painted the house bright orange.
To you people who say your kid had good parenting and therefore never did anything bad- you're in the twilight zone... and it's a shame you'll never have fun stories to remember. your kids will say, wow my dad was such an asshole, we never got to do anything fun. I'm 26 and I still remember the stories.
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While we consider ourselves non raciest, we do live in a section of Long Island that is predominantly white. While at the supermarket, my two year olds jaw dropped down and he started pointing, when I asked what was the matter, he screamed "a real black man!"
I was humiliated, but I also understood that I needed to broaden his exposure to all people!
When my son would wake up from his nap, he would usually play quietly by himself for a while. On more than one occasion we realized he was awake when we started smelling poop and opened the door to find he had "painted" his room with the contents of his diaper.
She freaked out in the store over popsickles I refused to but becasue the lines were so long, they were wrapped around. The popsickles would have melted before we got out of line. I just ignored her and continued to shop. It was the day before Christmas.