Niener!

Yesterday was a, “Kick a puppy kind of day. I just felt mean, spiteful, and a tiny bit nasty.

Just for the record, I DID NOT kick a puppy.

I would have just been tempted had I came across a puppy.

Instead I kicked at my family. I didn’t literally kick at my family. I just kind of barked, snapped, and growled. Sometimes I am rather amazed at what they put up with.

I went to bed mad, sad, and a bunch of other ad’s.

Then I just kind of stared at the dark ceiling thinking… not sleeping…. And thinking..

I started thinking about how there is some part of our brain that knows I am acting like a two year old.

There is that tiny little voice, “Really, really, you are really doing this? What the heck is wrong with you? You know better than this.”

Then there is that other voice the one that says, “Niener, neiner, boo, boo.”

I keep thinking that the older I get the more mature part of me is going to take charge.

Yah, that part not really stepping up to the plate. However, the “Niener, Niener, Boo, Boo,” part is all about being in charge.

I’m just curious what do you do when you know your acting like two year old? Even when you know you shouldn’t be.