The Catherinette Chronicles

If I have to hear one more flipping temper tantrum about how there’s not enough butter on toast, or how we need to go to Putt Putt golf right now (for the 3rd time in a week), or how someone needs a grilled cheese, or how someone doesn’t want to go to the beach, or how someone’s feet are too sandy, I will slap some children.

I have never in my life laid a hand on a child, but I swear to God I’ve never been so tempted as I am right now.  My niece and nephew are the most spoiled brats in the world.  Something they get from my sister, a grown brat.  She ALWAYS has to have her way.  She will bitch and moan until she gets what she wants.  Not surprisingly, her kids are the exact same way.  The shocker is that she has no idea where they get it.  Really?

The other thing is that she doesn’t believe in disciplining them.  When they pitch a fit, her idea of dealing with it is by repeating their names in hopes that they’ll stop.  Come on!  I’m not even a mother and I know that that’s not going to work!!

About 2 weeks ago, we took the kids to the Farmer’s Market and the kids were on their worst behavior - pretty much like they always are.  We were standing in a busy line, and Lucy(fer) kept circling my sister.  My sister said her name 10 times in a whiny way, and I finally reached out, grabbed Lucy(fer)’s arm, looked her straight in the eye and said “NO!”  She immediately burst into tears and my sister started scolding me for treating her like that.

For the love.

I’m not saying that my sister should hit the kids, but she needs to do something.  15 years from now those 2 are going to be a handful if she doesn’t do something now.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have some yelling to do at the kids who are fighting over who gets to play with a stupid toy car.  Meanwhile, my sister is going to do what she always does, turn up the TV and pretend like nothing is happening.