What goes around, comes around..

When I was a little girl, I was so bad. Maybe not as bad as some, but I know I was a challenge. I remember my Mom saying, "Why can't you be good like Mindy?" Oh man, I hated that. But, I admit, I was bad. I didn't listen to a word she said when I was little. I remember being reprimanded for any number of things and sitting listen to the lesson for why what I did was wrong or how to do it better or whatever and I remember sitting there purposely zoning out. Or saying, "la la la la laaaaa la la" in my head while I was getting talked to. Or looking away. I think I was famous for looking at a wall while I was getting a 'talk'. I think it probably drove my dear mother mad; I'm sure it did. I'm living this now with Noah. I can see it in his eyes, he literally cannot stand to be talked to. He fidgets, he dances, he moves around, he looks away, and when I try to command his attention back to the matter at hand (Lord help me) he sarcastically will often give me his perfectly straight eyes but I can see them; they are glassy, he is really not HEARING me.

Ivan reminded me in general of the stories I have told him and that he has heard from when I was younger and he said "Payback's a B****".

Sweet sweet Noah. Give me your attention, listen up, lend me your ear little boy for if you don't, I'll surely have to pinch it! My sister, Mindy had a Kindergarten teacher that used to pinch her ear; she hated it. I have pinched Noah's ear on occasion (just on occasion mind you :) and he too hates it.

I'm living out on the other end what I gave my parents as I grew up. What I fear the most is not what is now but what is to COME with this little boy. Hang on to your diapy's babies, we're goin' in! (quote by rugrats on Nickolodeon) It's gonna be a rough ride me thinks...

ugh.