Plank Pullin – The one where the kids are driving me crazy.

It’s Plank Pullin’ time! The one day a week that we strongly resolve to ignore the multitude of specks and sawdust around us and pull one bona fide plank from our own eye. Matthew 7:3-5 style.


Y’all, I’ve been having one of those weeks where I don’t know WHAT is wrong with the Wild Things.  And, to make matters worse, I don’t take any of my own advice from that book I wrote that one time.  I’m impatient, I don’t listen, I react, I fuss, I threaten … and I fail.  Cause those things don’t work.


All the more reason to finally follow through on the Parenting Wild Things Chapter Challenges soon.  I think starting next week I’ll be chronicling one challenge a week until every challenge has been challenged.  Eight chapters equals eight weeks, btw.   I’ll most likely be posting the challenges to the Parenting Wild Things site, but I’ll make sure to link over here for you guys every week, too.


I need something to keep me accountable, y’all.  So I don’t forget to embrace the rumpus.





  1. Well, I can totally relate as far as wondering “what has gotten into these kids?” Been there, done that too many times to count.

    I do have a thought about potential causes though. Did the craziness happen to start up after Monday night and a pic I seem to remember that had a caption like “I’m not even going to pretend to try and stop candy consumption tonight” or something to that effect? No judgment here at all, but I know if I let my kids eat all the candy they wanted at Halloween, we were in for it for awhile.

    Best story related to that…. My oldest (18 now, around 8 then) had issues with behavior if he ate chocolate. For trick or treating, he was supposed to avoid it and he knew it, and that particular year he said “I gave all the chocolate to my friends, traded them for other stuff”, and he dutifully showed us his bag with no chocolate in it. Ok, good. About 3 or 4 days later, he was being a total pill and I got suspicious…. Sure enough, underneath the bed behind the pull out drawers there was a 2nd grocery bag that HAD been full of chocolate — there were about 50 empty wrappers of all sorts with just a few pieces left.

    Funny thing, he still denies that chocolate had any affect on his behavior……

    • Oh, don’t think I haven’t thought about that! Actually, part of the problem is that they’ve been BEGGING me for sugar, and saying no is driving me crazy. “Can we have a dilly bar?” “No?” “Can we have a dilly bar?” “No, because you’ve had a lot of sugar already.” “Can we have candy?” …

      Etc. Etc. Etc.

  2. at least my kids are old enough they don’t bug me asking now – they just take what they want generally…. sigh…..

  3. “I’m impatient, I don’t listen, I react, I fuss, I threaten … and I fail.” Did I write this post for you and forget about it?
    Since the baby showed up the older wild thing has been… well… reacting to the changes in her environment. Often times in ways that aren’t super easy to deal with. Factor in that I’m getting a mind numbingly small amount of good sleep (I am not a nice person when I’m sleep deprived… like, at all) and it makes for one impatient, non-listening, reactive, fussy, threatening… and failing mom.
    The good news is that tomorrow we get a whole new opportunity to do things right… or at least less craptastically. Good luck.
    And I’ll totally be your parenting accountabilibuddy if you want.