{"id":514,"date":"2009-07-27T01:51:00","date_gmt":"2009-07-27T01:51:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/almostjuliet.com\/index.php\/2009\/07\/blog-pos-3\/"},"modified":"2018-04-21T17:22:53","modified_gmt":"2018-04-21T17:22:53","slug":"blog-pos-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/almostjuliet.com\/index.php\/2009\/07\/blog-pos-3\/","title":{"rendered":"A Doozy"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Man, today was a rough one. It started out ok&#8230;Vann took Charlie to church solo so I could grab a little extra shut-eye&#8230;but lunchtime through bedtime pretty much ranked up there with the worst days in terrible two history. I think someone once told me that parenting is 2 steps forward, 4 steps back, meaning, you think you&#8217;ve gotten somewhere and then you wake up and have to start all over again.<\/p>\n<p>Charlie is refusing to sit in her booster again. She was doing so much better at mealtimes, but all of a sudden today it was like we were torturing her. Not only that, but after a horrible meltdown post-nap (or post-non-nap, as it were), she got her first official spanking. Yep, folks, we are one of THOSE families. Did it make me feel good to give her a couple pops on her bare bottom? No, and I can assure you, she didn&#8217;t like it either. She finally calmed down enough later to eat a little something for dinner and go through her normal bedtime ritual, but it was shaky there for a few hours.<\/p>\n<p>Blech. This part is SO not fun, and while I am thrilled that she is becoming more and more verbal everyday, I am not so fond of the &#8220;teaching a toddler how to manage her emotions&#8221; part of things. Luckily, tomorrow is a new day and we get another crack at it. Maybe someday we can look forward to family meals being peaceful&#8230;until then, we&#8217;ll try to have some &#8220;sticktoitiveness&#8221;.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/1.bp.blogspot.com\/_EzNMDgf7WQE\/Sm0IMUdYDjI\/AAAAAAAADhE\/BHqPpJ-x4Uo\/s1600-h\/7-26-2009%2B006.JPG\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362951739011501618\" style=\"DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center\" alt=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/almostjuliet.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/07\/7-26-2009-006.jpg?w=628&#038;ssl=1\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<div><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/2.bp.blogspot.com\/_EzNMDgf7WQE\/Sm0IL-mvwdI\/AAAAAAAADg8\/uAhtFSIxynQ\/s1600-h\/7-26-2009%2B008.JPG\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362951733145223634\" style=\"DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center\" alt=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/almostjuliet.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/07\/7-26-2009-008.jpg?w=628&#038;ssl=1\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<div><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/1.bp.blogspot.com\/_EzNMDgf7WQE\/Sm0ILlrn37I\/AAAAAAAADg0\/hb8fZi3LgQI\/s1600-h\/7-26-2009%2B009.JPG\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362951726454792114\" style=\"DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center\" alt=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/almostjuliet.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/07\/7-26-2009-009.jpg?w=628&#038;ssl=1\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Man, today was a rough one. It started out ok&#8230;Vann took Charlie to church solo so I could grab a little extra shut-eye&#8230;but lunchtime through bedtime pretty much ranked up there with the worst days in terrible two history. I think someone once told me that parenting is 2 steps forward, 4 steps back, meaning, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":2492,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-514","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/almostjuliet.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/07\/7-26-2009-006.jpg?fit=239%2C320&ssl=1","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/almostjuliet.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/514","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/almostjuliet.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/almostjuliet.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/almostjuliet.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/almostjuliet.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=514"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/almostjuliet.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/514\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2495,"href":"https:\/\/almostjuliet.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/514\/revisions\/2495"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/almostjuliet.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/2492"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/almostjuliet.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=514"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/almostjuliet.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=514"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/almostjuliet.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=514"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}