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lalicopaIt's so gorgeous out today. I took Ella to my mom's because she needed help setting the table for Passover tomorrow. Ella fell asleep on the way, so I took her out and she stayed asleep...so I just hung out in the sun in the rocker while Ella snoozed. Talk about absolute perfection.
Then she got up with a snuggly smile. Mmmmmmm.
I hung out at Mom's for a bit, set the table and then went to Laszlo's school to pick up the class tadpoles that we're watching for the break.
Came home, unloaded tadpoles, waited for Lily to get off the bus.
Kibbles was getting groomed so I took all three kids in the Sit n' Stand to pick her up. She was supposed to be ready, but she wasn't, so we had to wait in this tiny shop with teeny dog hair dust all over the place (it's immaculate, but it just can't be helped) and after a few minutes, Ella realized she only had a twenty minute nap today and LOST IT. Yay.
The dog was finally ready and looks so cute, I think it's the best grooming she's ever had. I have to take pictures of her little face. They put pink bows on her ears and a little T-shirt from the store.
Came home and Laszlo decided to be horrendous. He was trying to get Lily to "deliver stuff" to other people's houses and I caught them just as he was letting them both out of the backyard. It was so much nicer when he couldn't reach the latch. I used to be totally fine if they were in the backyard because they had nowhere to go, but now he opens the gates on either side to play in the front too.
Then Laszlo thought it would be great to throw rocks at the house. I saw him and told him to stop, so he threw another. Then I told him to stop or he'd have a time out. I told him to think about what he was doing. The little prick picked up another rock and threw it.
Time out time.
Much screaming ensued.
I told him the more he screamed the longer the time out would be. He ended up with a ten minute time out. And a spank on his tush (he is wearing jeans so I doubt he even felt it).
After the ten minutes was up, he went straight to the freezer and said, "I need ice on my feelings and you smacked my tushie." Get it, because I hurt his feelings. Mr. Literal.
Now he's being good, but it's those things that just set me off and frazzle the hell out of me. And as usual, Robert's not coming home for hours. At least Ella's napping now and the house is clean. Of course since she went in at 5 pm, she'll be up until at least ten and then will probably get up at least once through the night.
I'm stopping now because I'm even boring myself.
Then she got up with a snuggly smile. Mmmmmmm.
I hung out at Mom's for a bit, set the table and then went to Laszlo's school to pick up the class tadpoles that we're watching for the break.
Came home, unloaded tadpoles, waited for Lily to get off the bus.
Kibbles was getting groomed so I took all three kids in the Sit n' Stand to pick her up. She was supposed to be ready, but she wasn't, so we had to wait in this tiny shop with teeny dog hair dust all over the place (it's immaculate, but it just can't be helped) and after a few minutes, Ella realized she only had a twenty minute nap today and LOST IT. Yay.
The dog was finally ready and looks so cute, I think it's the best grooming she's ever had. I have to take pictures of her little face. They put pink bows on her ears and a little T-shirt from the store.
Came home and Laszlo decided to be horrendous. He was trying to get Lily to "deliver stuff" to other people's houses and I caught them just as he was letting them both out of the backyard. It was so much nicer when he couldn't reach the latch. I used to be totally fine if they were in the backyard because they had nowhere to go, but now he opens the gates on either side to play in the front too.
Then Laszlo thought it would be great to throw rocks at the house. I saw him and told him to stop, so he threw another. Then I told him to stop or he'd have a time out. I told him to think about what he was doing. The little prick picked up another rock and threw it.
Time out time.
Much screaming ensued.
I told him the more he screamed the longer the time out would be. He ended up with a ten minute time out. And a spank on his tush (he is wearing jeans so I doubt he even felt it).
After the ten minutes was up, he went straight to the freezer and said, "I need ice on my feelings and you smacked my tushie." Get it, because I hurt his feelings. Mr. Literal.
Now he's being good, but it's those things that just set me off and frazzle the hell out of me. And as usual, Robert's not coming home for hours. At least Ella's napping now and the house is clean. Of course since she went in at 5 pm, she'll be up until at least ten and then will probably get up at least once through the night.
I'm stopping now because I'm even boring myself.
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Date: 2008-04-18 09:48 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-04-18 10:01 pm (UTC)I often think (and, let's face it, *hope*) that Charlotte will make a better adult than child. I think it's going to take some time and lots of maturity to grow into such an intense personality.
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Date: 2008-04-18 10:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-04-18 10:15 pm (UTC)She can be so clever, so frighteningly clever, but because of her emotional immaturity (the outbursts, the inability to calm down, the way she's so easily overwhelmed) she also seems so very young and even delayed. She's so babyish in many ways -- really, I find it endearing most of the time because I know a lot of smart-mouthed, eye-rolling, four-going-on-12-year-olds -- that even I am constantly surprised when I witness her doing something really smart. I love that she still loves picture books, preschool TV characters and is so very naive and unsophisticated about the world, but I wonder when that's going to be something that other kids make fun of.