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I'm off to the land of wine, opera, and beautiful men - all the things I love! Let's see what God has in store for me in Italy...

Friday, October 24, 2008

calling all moms


are italian children particularly difficult or is it just me? praise the good lord for my mother because i know i was a temper-tantrum nightmare when i was little. now karma has come to bite me in the ass because i am taking care of my equivalent in italy. the worst part is, these kids are so freaking cute it breaks your heart to see them frown (which they do MASTERFULLY). oh but i am NOT going to fall for their tricks. so today i let eva (2 yrs old) sit in the time-out chair for 10 minutes without any pants on because she refused to let me put them on. so she cried and cried and kicked and screamed and tried to hit me, but i ignored her. don't ask me how i got the pants on...pure force really. so question - is this the best policy? i don't want them to hate me, but i dont want them to walk all over me either. where do you the line? they are so small, but OH so cunning. and they aren't allowed any processed sugar, so gelato bribes are out of the question. i'm sure they will get used to me in time, because frankly they dont have a choice. but i would oh so appreciate all of your motherly advice, because i am at a loss...

5 comments:

Kelly said...

ok carrie ann, you may need Nanny 911 or Supernanny...sounds to me like they are used to getting their own way, and throwing tantrums...Good luck!

Liz said...

let them scream the shit out of themselves. that's what i let my little chickens do. honestly. you will learn to tune them out. sometimes i call them fools...im not sure they know what it means but they are being foolish and it doesnt sounds like too terrible of a word to scorn them with. the tone of your voice is key.

who do i think i am...being the one talking about being a nanny...oh wait...i am a nanny now. wild.

love you.

Anonymous said...

carrie... remember you are the grown up... that being said...
italian children get their way ALL the time... then parents dont understand 'perche si comportono cosi'
timeouts = a minute for their age ie, 2 years 2 minutes.. its an eternity for them...
at 2 its all about control.. give her an option - no pants, ok, but you need to put on this skirt/dress etc
no sugar.. thats fine, cause, signora carrie ha lipstick! or a little pressed powder (girlie stuff)or painting nails.. (and i mean a drop of color, not full on marilyn red...) pull up coloring pages on google (if there is a printer to print them out) good for alphabet, princess-y pics)
buona fortuna...
you'll be phenomenal with them.. firm, but fun should be your motto...

Anonymous said...

ROFLMAO...way too funny. I love life and all the rewards of getting older!

Kelly said...

in a way...i can't wait to be a grandmother someday!!! Good luck!!!!!