This post was suppose to start with me commending Trey on how well he did at the dentist office on yesterday but due to some unwanted behavior the post is going to take a sour turn. Well yesterday, as I said earlier Trey went to his every 6 month dentist appointment of which he did wonderful like always. He loves his dentist and always acts like such a big boy when he is there. We spent the first part of the morning together since he had an appoinment and had breakfast at Chick fil A and did a little shopping. I dropped him off at school close to noon time (Thank God) so I could get some stuff done and he could enjoy the school day with his friends. He also has soccer camp on Wednesdays but that has nothing to do with anything.
Well after school I picked up both of the boys and we sat down for an awesome dinner. I baked Salmon, rice pilaf, steamed vegetables and they had apples for dessert. They both ate all of their food, well Trey left a little on his plate but Preston took out 110% of his food. After dinner I was cleaning up the kitchen and the kids were playing with toys and reading books. Trey all of a sudden wanted to get a juice (Capri Sun) to drink. I told him no because they can only have one glass of juice per day and he had already had his cup of milk for dinner. And when he has too much to drink at bedtime he pisses up his bed. Well he did not like my answer and thru a fit. I turned away from him and continued to work in the kitchen. When I turned back around he had gone back in the fridge and got the Capri Sun again. I took it out of his hand and put it back in the fridge. I confirmed to him that he could NOT have a juice and to have a seat somewhere out of the kitchen. This little so and so fell down on the floor in front of the fridge and started kicking and screaming on his belly. He had NEVER thru a tantrum like this before! But I remained calm and tried to ignore him or at least pretend to ignore him. Well after a couple of minutes of unrelentless screaming I went over to pick him up and talk to him about his behavior and he had pissed in his clothes and was screaming to the top of his lungs that he wanted "juice and his daddy." I rushed him in the bathroom and told him to finish pottying like he should have the first time and he pulled down his clothes screaming and just stood in front of the toilet. I left him in there wet and screaming and went back into the kitchen. When I went back into the bathroom, not only was he screaming but he was coughing and gagging himself and eventually vomitted! There was fish filled vomit all over his crotch (because his pants were down), his underwear, pants, the rugs and the toilet. At this point I was more than furious! He has done this before but not in many many months. When he gets really upset and can't have his way he cries uncontrollably until he starts coughing and gagging.
Let me tell you, words can not describe the smell of this crap. Now I got this mess of a 3 year old soaked in vomit and Preston is standing in the door with a book telling me to "read book, read book." I had to pick up my vomit soaked kid and run up the stairs with him because his shoes were on and I couldn't get the vomit off of him because it was too much. As we are quickly and carefully going up the stairs I can see small pieces of fish drop off his clothes...just disgusting people. I ended up throwing half of the clothes in the trash because they were too disgusting to put in my washing machine. I had to vacuum the floor, mop the bathroom and wash all the rugs. Trey was in bed with his butt tore up by 730pm. I hope he remembers this for the next time he tries to show out on me!
