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Well I just went through a living hell this weekend. I had to baby sit my 5 year old nephew and 15 year old niece. My niece was great. My nephew was the worst torture I've endured in my life. Sit me in a dark, dank house with a pair of nunchucks and a handful of looters and I'll be ordering a latte five minutes after kicking all their asses...cake, in comparison.
I will spare most of the details, but my nephew went ballistic a few times Friday night. Twice at Pizza Hut, where I had to resort to pinning his arms and legs down to keep from getting bruised or broken bones. The monster. Then while in his carseat, he kicked the back of my seat so hard I almost rear-ended this guy. I must have missed him by two inches. I wanted to wear my nephew's ass out. Then he left his duckie and blankie at daycare, which was closed by now, that he sleeps with. But he didn't notice they were gone until my niece so brilliantly reminded him of what was missing at bedtime...he exploded. Thanks kid.
My nephew has a real mental problem. I am totally serious. I've seen kids have tantrums before, I've helped raise several of my nieces. But my nephew. I told my sister that I will never take care of him again...ever.
I think by the end of this weekend, I was ready to commit suicide or check myself into a mental ward. It was a coin toss.
I will spare most of the details, but my nephew went ballistic a few times Friday night. Twice at Pizza Hut, where I had to resort to pinning his arms and legs down to keep from getting bruised or broken bones. The monster. Then while in his carseat, he kicked the back of my seat so hard I almost rear-ended this guy. I must have missed him by two inches. I wanted to wear my nephew's ass out. Then he left his duckie and blankie at daycare, which was closed by now, that he sleeps with. But he didn't notice they were gone until my niece so brilliantly reminded him of what was missing at bedtime...he exploded. Thanks kid.
My nephew has a real mental problem. I am totally serious. I've seen kids have tantrums before, I've helped raise several of my nieces. But my nephew. I told my sister that I will never take care of him again...ever.
I think by the end of this weekend, I was ready to commit suicide or check myself into a mental ward. It was a coin toss.