Damn it….

I recently had a less than stellar Mommy Moment with Whirlwind.

She was freaking out at the supper table.  Refusing to eat, spilling her water, hitting her brother, screaming, falling off her chair, throwing her plate etc.

I’m not proud of it. But, I lost it. I lost my cool. And I lost it loudly. I heard myself yell this….


Without even the slightest pause, my three year old looks me in the eye and yells, ” DO NOT CALL ME DAMN IT!”

No worries with that one. I think she might just rule the world.