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I told you not to come into my room! NOW GET OUT!

I remember as a tween slamming my bedroom door as much as I could, it had great impact on the expression of my emotion. It also had great impact on my parents mood and resulted in the loss of my door completely. The day my step dad stomped down the hall with screw driver in hand is one I’ll never forget, it took 3 years before my door was reattached.

This is my daughter, even though she is not a tween yet, the door slamming has started already. My life consists of conversations like this,

“Clean up your room please.” stomp, stomp SLAM!

“Do your homework please sweetie.” stomp, stomp SLAM!

“Get ready for school.” stomp, stomp SLAM!

Words don’t exist anymore just stomp, stomp SLAM! So the other evening when she asked me what was for dinner I went stomp, stomp SLAM! off to my room. Well didn’t that cause some confusion, she didn’t say anything when I came back out.

My daughter has however swept the floor, cleaned her room and washed the dishes. Her door has not been slammed again, and my house is still standing for now.


3 responses

  1. I’ve been enjoying your posts so I tagged you on my blog: http://ohmymuse.wordpress.com/2012/02/16/ive-been-tagged/

    So others can enjoy them as well! Take Care!

    February 16, 2012 at 2:32 pm

    • wow thank you so much for the tag 🙂 I really appreciate it.

      February 20, 2012 at 6:40 pm

      • Well I’ve been loving your blog so just had to share 🙂 Keep it up!

        February 21, 2012 at 10:00 am

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