PTSD

today i'm suffering from a bout of post traumatic stress disorder. last night sweet pea pulled out the 2 of all 2's on me. in a RESTAURANT no less! omg. i wanted to MELT into my seat. i wanted to run out of there screaming from the monster she had become. i wanted to put a billboard above our heads saying "i'm just her foster mom-she seems to have been raised by wolves". ugh! i was SO MAD! paul said "what'd you do?" and for the life of me - i can't remember. i think i just froze. i know at one point i gave her a time out. but i also remember seeing her placemat, full with forks, crayons, water cup and straws go FLYING through our booth. shrapnel everywhere. under her chair was a wet chaos i've never seen her produce before. people were looking and pointing. some parents were smiling as if to say "been there. good luck." while others acted like i had brought tarzan to dinner. believe me, i felt like i had! we slithered out of there, forgetting our left overs for obvious reasons, and went next door for ice cream. there emerged the perfect ANGEL i am used to touting about. she crawled up on a bench and made friends with a nice couple with a labradoodle. she hugged all the dogs and waved and said "i'm TWO!" with such pride. i couldn't BELIEVE it was the same animal that had just come out of the saucy noodle just down the street. today we ran errands and i must say i was still in a bit of shock. i'm pretty sure i'm still suffering from some PTSD today. shell shocked is a good word for how i'm still feeling when i think about it.
thank god she's cute because lord have mercy-if she was ugly AND naughty we'd be hated all over denver right about now.