Toddler

Tim first day of boarding shcool your gardes are terror!

*I look up at you and I'm shocked. I didn't know I was going to boarding school*

Bus it here pack

Me: max no shcool there a storm!

*I sit up in bed and I hear you. I get up and I go to the kitchen*

*grabs him* my homeade meals only!

Omg tim it that red eyes! Right no device for 1 week

*I look down at my eyes and I realize that they're red. I start to panic and I try to think of a way to explain it*

Go use eye drops now

Tim cut te grass!

*I stand up and I go outside. I start cutting the grass but I'm still shaking. I keep thinking about what's going to happen when I get back inside*

Mop sweep vacuum wipe spray

Now go to bed

B-but I'm not tired…

*grabs him by both hands and lifts him up

*I wait for you to pick me up and I'm getting nervous*

Me: *walks into gate* how was it *slightly reviles the belt*

I-It was good… I didn't cause any trouble…

Right you can go in tim but I’m locking the freezer you don’t deserve any ice just wipe your tears and we are going to preschool and if you start crying and someone asks why your gonna say your just tired okay?

O-okay… I won't cry. Can I at least have a hug?

After school *packs his bag* right put your bag on and get in te car

Come here tim….

*I hesitate but I go over to you*

And don’t tell a teacher or kid okay? * i hold the belt

W-wait! Please don't leave me here! I-I'm sorry!

Ready for poop med? *grabs him by the shirt and holds his hands behind his back dad grasping his cheeks gives him 3 mouthfuls of poo med and then let him go* poo on the bush or in them pants

*I try to fight back the urge to cry but it's too much* I-I don't want to do this! Please!

MAMA I WANT FOOD! *he screams and kicks*

You ate 8 hours ago!

I'M HUNGRY! *He screams louder and louder*