Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Auditions for Scream 4 happening at our house

Frankie is the picture of docile obedience MOST of the time. There are some occasions, however, where her tiny thirty-five pound French-pigtailed self seems to undergo a dramatic change wherein she is possessed, or at least strongly urged, by a spirit of complete done-gone-wacko-ness. During these times when she is flailing and screaming and otherwise completely unable to see reason, she sometimes becomes so full of fury that she will scratch herself. Once she drew blood across her smooth unfurrowed forehead. This filled me with such panic and anger that I shouted "Don't you hurt my little girl, Frankie! If you do that again, I will cut your hands off!." What ensued, as my husband guffawed from the other room, were screams of terror that had nothing on any personage visited upon by the Headless Horseman in the wee hours of the night. Shrieks of total panic and horror were ripping from her as I tried desperately to calm her down with the loving words "Don't worry, Mommy, will never ever, ever, I promise, cut any part of your body off. Mommy was just kidding. Mommy will not cut your hands off." A sentence I continued to coo as I thought to myself, this, now this, Dr. Phil, is an alltime low.

3 comments:

Whimsy-ma-blog said...

You should have come to the girl's night out we did here this week. Lots of stories like this. I'd use the cut-the-hands-off response too and frankly I'd like to see a hidden camera watching Dr. Phil try to deal with such a situation!

Molly said...

I maintain that it was a perfectly reasonable parenting response.

Carley (and Ed!) said...

Love it. LOVE IT! Love that this is documented.