Wednesday, November 28, 2007

More Coffee, Please!!

Oh dear God. I forgot what finals were like. For a reason.... Do you remember that scene from "Top Secret" where Val Kilmer has overslept and is running to get to his final and gets there and finds out that he just missed it, and then realizes he is naked/still in his pajamas-boxers? And then comes to as he is being tortured by the Nazi's (hanging by his arms being whipped) and says, "Oh, thank god, it was just a dream!" That sums up the dreadfulness of the last three weeks of a semester better than I ever could. Thank you, Zuckerman!

It is not helping that Stuart has taken it upon himself to become the most rotten soon-to-be-two-year-old on the face of the planet. Seriously, this kid takes the cake. In addition to the already constant tantrums, he has added head-banging into the routine. Here is a blow-by-blow of what happens when little Stu doesn't get his way:
1.) Howls.
2.)Howls while running 10-15 feet away from the object of "NO"
3.)Throws himself to the floor, landing prostrate, either on back, front, or side (depending on how fast he was running)
5.)Bangs head on floor
6.)Howls louder
7.)Kicks furiously while simultaneously hanging limply (I can't figure out exactly how he does it) when you try to pick him up --- this is only enacted when in public place that demands I notice him and pack him into carseat/stroller

It has been hell. Almost as bad as finals. Ten times worse when dealing with both....

Wish me luck getting through the 15th of December. All will be well after then.

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