My middle child has a real problem when things don't go her way. She gets whiny, bratty and just miserable. By the time I get all 3 in the car to take them to school, I'm worn out mentally and emotionally. And it's only 9am! So, we sat down last night and laid some ground rules. Pretty much, every time someone says something negative, they get something taken away. So far this morning, and it's 8:30am, O. is the only one w/ things taken away, and she's up to 16 little people (Imaginext), and 6 Barbies. She gets them back when she does something positive. One at a time. If she is positive and there's no whining or no complaining or no negativity all day, she can have them all back at once.
J. and E. have been pretty good this morning. E. didn't even drop her food on the floor this morning! That's what she was in trouble for last night. I mistakenly gave her one of my good plates w/ her breakfast on it yesterday because I had to use the microwave and didn't feel like moving the food to one of her plastic plates. Well, I should have taken the time, because as soon as I put the plate on her tray, she pushed it and dropped it on the floor, breaking it.
So, hopefully this is a new beginning for being positive and happy! And hopefully the collection of toys each day will dwindle.... I'm not holding my breath though! It might be a long journey!
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
J. and the BFI
We are cleaning my dad's office, and J. is acting up. He told O. that she could not come into the back room because he was w/ the FBI and he was working on a problem. He recruited E. to be the General, and she kind of made bad decisions. So he says! So, anyway, he was being mean, and O. said, "Well, I don't care about you and the BFI!"
Monday, March 21, 2011
Doggy Doo
This was the conversation between O. and me.
O.: "I have to go to school w/ Doggy because I have to be the teacher. Her teacher broke her leg. And I have to be the teacher, and the chef and the principal. I just have to be everything to her.
And then, she has to have surgery because her brother [name same as O.'s brother. Coincidence? I doubt it!] hit her w/ a dart in the eye and the head and even her ear! And I have to take care of her, because her mom passed away, and now I'm in charge of her." (This is a summarization of what she said. It WAS a whole lot longer!)
The whole time I am listening to this diatribe, I am just agreeing w/ her and shaking my head, like poor doggy! And she just kept going and going and going!
Doggy Doo is her alter ego. Whatever Doggy Doo doesn't want to do, O. really doesn't want to do it.
For example, me: "Come on guys, let's eat!" O.: "What are we having?" me: "ham bar-b-que" O.: "Oh, Doggy doesn't like that, so we're just going to eat something different."
So funny though to hear her talk and say these big words like surgery, and know what that means! Or that Doggy Doo's mom passed away! We were just at a funeral last week, so I guess that drilled that fact home for her.
My little girl is growing up WAY too fast!!!
O.: "I have to go to school w/ Doggy because I have to be the teacher. Her teacher broke her leg. And I have to be the teacher, and the chef and the principal. I just have to be everything to her.
And then, she has to have surgery because her brother [name same as O.'s brother. Coincidence? I doubt it!] hit her w/ a dart in the eye and the head and even her ear! And I have to take care of her, because her mom passed away, and now I'm in charge of her." (This is a summarization of what she said. It WAS a whole lot longer!)
The whole time I am listening to this diatribe, I am just agreeing w/ her and shaking my head, like poor doggy! And she just kept going and going and going!
Doggy Doo is her alter ego. Whatever Doggy Doo doesn't want to do, O. really doesn't want to do it.
For example, me: "Come on guys, let's eat!" O.: "What are we having?" me: "ham bar-b-que" O.: "Oh, Doggy doesn't like that, so we're just going to eat something different."
So funny though to hear her talk and say these big words like surgery, and know what that means! Or that Doggy Doo's mom passed away! We were just at a funeral last week, so I guess that drilled that fact home for her.
My little girl is growing up WAY too fast!!!
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Birds and electricity
O: I know something about electricity.
Me: Oh really, what?
O: It can electric you!
O: Birds can be on electricity.
Me: No they can't.
J: Yes they can, they have special feet!
Me: Oh really, what?
O: It can electric you!
O: Birds can be on electricity.
Me: No they can't.
J: Yes they can, they have special feet!
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Jaba in the toilet
Today we are traveling, and after taking O. to the bathroom, she stood up to pull her pants up and looked in the toilet. "Wow, that looks like Jaba the Hut in there!"
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