Take a look at this photo…
Cute, right? I mean, I may be biased because I’m her mother, but I think that I could get the vast majority of people who look at this photo to agree that my kid is pretty cute. But then, most kids are, aren’t they? There’s just something so sweet and adorably innocent about these short, chubby-cheeked humans that makes the adults of the species get all googly-eyed, oohing and aahing over the abundance of cuteness.
Then the little cherubs open their mouths and start whining. You know the sound I’m talking about. I saw you grimace just thinking about it.
Scientific studies have actually been done, proving that the sound of a child whining is, in fact, the most annoying sound in the world. Don’t believe me? Click HERE and read the article for yourself.
As the mother of an almost 2-year-old, I am slowly decending into the depths of whining hell. My child might look sweet and adorable, but she can go from Dr. Jekyll to Mr. Hyde in about 3 seconds flat, and the supersonic squealing whines seem to erupt from the very core of her soul, perforating your eardrums and making you momentarily homicidal. As the volume increases, I feel my muscles winding tighter and tighter until I’m afraid that one of them just might snap from the pressure.
You think I’m exaggerating? Come on over to my house around 6:00 p.m. on any given night and see for yourself, because that’s when Cadence’s banshee-like wailing seems to really hit its peak. The lethal cocktail of tiredness, hunger, frustration and sometimes even downright boredom turn my child from the darling little creature you see in the photo to some viscious, bloodthirsty monster who apparently overpowers her prey by emitting a series of soul-crushing screams.
I’ve tried to get the sound on video so I can share it, but Cadence seems to know that the evidence might one day be used against her (perhaps when she brings that first boyfriend home), so she always clams up the minute she sees the video camera. But, where there’s a will, there’s a way, and sooner or later, she just won’t be able to help herself. Then, my friends, you’ll understand why, at least once a day, I like to remind Cadence that she’s very lucky she’s cute.
Tonight’s 365 Project entry is dedicated to all the parents out there who have walked through the depths of whining hell and lived to tell about it. God bless us, every one!