Tyler is our middle child. He is the classic 'lost one' sandwiched in between his older sister and younger brother. The funny thing is, he does it to himself. He's very flip-floppy on his emotions and who he likes for the day. One minute he's hanging with the oldest and making fun of our youngest, next thing you know he and the youngest are terrorizing their big sister. But you can bet he (and the others) is always always always making my life difficult. Case in point:
This morning he picked Lucky Charms for breakfast. Sadly for him there were about 2 bites of cereal left in the box and he was told to choose again. ( editor's note- Dad always gets the kids breakfast, Dad is the GENIUS that put the empty box back in the pantry, Dad did not deal with this). Tyler decided to get defiant and pitch a fit. I gave him options, pick another...I'll pick you another...stop crying...STOP crying...STOP CRYING!!!! Go back to bed...NOW!!! I gave him a few 'cool down' minutes and went into his room. I proceeded to tell him that his actions are not OK, especially this early in the morning, now get out of bed and pick a cereal. That little snot laid on his top bunk and stared blankly at me. He gave me the iciest look I've ever seen (it was so good I wish I could have stole it to use at future times). Calmly, with teeth clenched, I told him that he better get up and get some food or he was going to go hungry. Then he grunted, and turned his back on me. Well, I lost it then and told him if I had to get him off of his bed (top bunk-I'm 5'2") then he was going to be sorry. Still nothing...1...2...Tyler don't make me say the last number...3. THAT'S IT!!! I reach up and grab a foot since he started wiggling away. Thankfully the boys have bunk beds that make a 'T' so I stood on the bottom bunk, got him down while he looked terrified( I don't enforce the punishments too harshly-that's Dad's job) and proceeded to walk him to the kitchen table for breakfast. Then I did the most awful, horrible, wicked-step mother-ish thing I could have ever done. I gave him Rice Crispies...with NO Sugar! I also threw away the 2 bites of Lucky Charms. If looks could kill, I'd be dead many times over. In the midst of it all, I managed to get out of the house with no breakfast, I eat in the car, and I'm still reeling. At least he has a 5 second rebound.
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