...and the battle rages...

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There are times in parenting when the girl child tries to face down the mother and uses every defiant eye-roll, planted arms on hips, face forward, and shrill voice known in the little girl armory.

What should have been a normal, “Okay, Mom.  I’ll put that away right now!”,  becomes a shouting match. 

Angry Little Girl

Then there is a lot more yelling, some chasing, running upstairs, and more yelling only more shrill. 

The next minutes get all blurry because they happen at super-fast speed: 

You can't make me!

Girl gets hoisted up in a football carry; 

·                  Girl grabs the door frame with both hands;

No, I won't.                                

          Mother pries the hands loose; 

·                  Mother drops girl on the bed;

·                   Girl screams acidic defiance and insults; 

                  Mother threatens spanking; 

·            Girl grips the twin bed with both hands, hurling a final volley of unintelligible insults; 

       

  Mother rolls the girl over and gives one good swat;

·      Mother leaves screeching girl in room;

·         and, the door slams. 

Thirty years ago, I dealt with my own little shrieking girl, who is yet to be a mother herself.  

 Now my other adult daughter has her own little harpy girl to contend in  hand-to-hand battle.   

I feel badly for her.  

I have had it with you!

 I must confess, however, that as all this battle royal went down, I was sweeping the kitchen floor with my eyes averted and a smile on my face.