I Vow

I have turned into an adult. No-- a parent. Okay, okay, I'll come clean. I have officially turned into my parents. This morning I yelled at the top of my lungs at my 8 year old daughter. I wish I were exaggerating. One of the comments I spit out, "Oh, you wanna show me your temper? I'll show you a temper!" and another, "You are NOT in charge! When you pay the bills, do the laundry, fix the meals, take care of everyone then you can be in charge!" It was like I was channeling my father. Christ almighty.

Luckily for my daughter and for me my tirades are short lived and she is not easily intimidated or frightened and doesn't hold an incredible grudge. After the issue of whether she has to put on clean underwear was resolved (yes, that's what it was about) I calmed down and felt like a heel. Once again I had let my emotion overcome me and the issue at hand became a moot point. I guess when I scream like a maniac it doesn't teach them much. Go figure.

I will go on record today, this monumentally important blogspot record that only 4 people read on a good day, as saying I will attempt to STOP YELLING!!! Phew. I feel better. At times like these I sure do miss confession.