Time to Go!

                 So yesterday, taking my Son out for dinner. Everything was going perfect. We went through the store, and did the shopping we were there to do... and then "Hello, Its Mr. Nasty." While sitting in a Moore, restaurant my Son decided that he was not going to eat anymore, and he was done. Throwing food, a plate and even slapping me when confronting his poor behavior. After turning him to face the wall for 3 min while I paid the check, I know the people beside me were appalled I didn't lay slap down on him right there at the table. But, to be fair what goes on in my head is it totally that. But my actual reaction, the adult mother trying to teach her son not to hit, hitting him seems somewhat counter productive...That being said, not riding the train and taking Nightmare before Christmas away for the night, and a earlier than usual bed time seemed to do the trick!

                 In a world where you see so many spoiled, little brat children you never believe that they would be your's on any given day. So I say it is Time to go home! My son is not undisciplined. He did not do the normal terrible 2's I guess I got it at 3's. Testing limits and boundaries, I have to keep keeping on, I know consistency is key!