Wordless Wednesday - Snuggeling

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Raining cats and dogs...and ducks and geese and every other kind of animal you can think of...

And my 3 year old wanted to go outside. I told her I didn't want to go outside because it was soaking wet out. A few minutes later I told her I was getting in the shower and she said, "Well, it is soaking wet in the shower too!" LOL, LOL, LOL!

Contest of wills

My husband and I were finishing up some errands this afternoon quick in preperation for my family coming here for our Christmas celebration. He stopped quick at the bookstore (to get me a gift card, I am sure). I was going to just stay in the van and wait but my three year old right away said she had to go potty. I reluctantly got out of the van and headed for the store. My daughter and I went straight to the bathroom and into a stall next to an occupied stall. She right away said she had wet her pants (she hadn't) but she was adament she had. When she gets like that, she flat out refuses to put her pants back on. I didn't have any extra pants in my purse (although there is just about everything else in there :D) so I said to her she had to put them back on, she had no choice. She shook her head fiercely. I again said she had to. She said "No, I don't want to." I said again she had to. She of course got extremely upset at this point and started yelling "No, I don't want to!" I said to her then, "Amanda, you HAVE to have pants on when you go back out in the store rather you want to or not, you have no choice". This got a chuckle out of the occupied stall next to ours. My daughter of course still yelled out, "No, I don't want to." I said then, "Amanda, you can't go out in the store naked!" My daughter innocently looked up at me, tugged at her shirt and said, "But I have a shirt on." LOL!

After the bookstore bathroom incident, we headed to the grocery store. My husband has been battling a cold. He asked me if I had any Kleenix. I reached into my pocket and handed him one. My daughter right away pipped up and said she needed a "Kweenix". My husband told her she didn't need one because her nose wasn't running. She looked at him and said, "I need a Kweenix, I have burgers in my nose!" LOL!

Little Stinker!

Remember last week when I mentioned my soon-to-be three year old threw my contact lenses away? Apparently she doesn't want me to see at all. Yesterday she threw out my glasses! I had a heck of a time finding them since I am very blind without any sort of visual aid! I mean, I am blind as a bat! I have to put everything right under my nose to see it. How miserable trying to find my glasses without glasses! I had to ask my husband for help when he came home. He finally found them stuffed into the garbage! She must have grabbed them off of my end table while I was sleeping. What a stinker! Needless to say, my day wasn't very productive yesterday!

Not seeing very clearly...

...because my soon-to-be three year old decided to play in the bathroom this morning while I was doing chores outside and dumped the contents of my contact lens case somewhere, nowhere to be found, especially since I don't see very well with my glasses that are over six years old! Breath...1, 2, 3...breath...4, 5, 6...breath...7, 8, 9, 10...breath...

Bad Habits - When your two year old get's nasty!

My soon-to-be three year old said to me this morning, "Mommy, you're stupid!" I did just what I wasn't suppose to do according to the article I read here. I swirld around from the toaster and asked her in a stern voice, "What did you say?". She grinned and said it again, "Mommy, you're stupid!". Of course I know where she got that, her older brother's and sister's are always calling eachother stupid. I hate it when they do that. No matter how much I get after them, they still treat eachother that way.

The above mentioned article also mentions something else my two year old is doing right now that drives me nuts. She insists on picking out her own cloths (inappropriate for the wheather they may be), I allow it. Lately though, she has become obsessed with tags. I don't think there is anything left in her closet that has a tag on it, but she still hollers and tears off all of her clothes and claims it is hurting her. She wants to run around the house in the buff! I personally don't know how she can stand it since it isn't very warm in the house since our weather has turned cold and snowy. Usually she picks out shorts and a tank top. Sometimes her swim suit. I just can't get the child to wear a sweatshirt or a sweater! I know I am cold, I know she has to be. But, according to the article, she is exerting her independence. Oh well, I'll concede for now. Too bad they don't stay independent! But, that's another story...