Monday, October 27, 2008

Runt Update

I got jipped. The terrible twos are already in full effect up in this joint which is total crap since I should technically still have three full months of sweet toddlers. Instead, there is pushing, biting, tantrums, unidentifiable smack-talk, and selective hearing. Lamps and knick knacks are breaking on a daily basis. My living room is starting to look like a barren wasteland. I'm ready to have my tubes tied.Three of the most beautiful words in the English language: Hot. Doughnuts. Now.

Callie is starting to string her own creative sentences. She already says a few common ones like, "Where did it go?", "There it is!", "There you go."..etc. But now she is starting to piece them together herself. On Saturday, she started talking about boogers. So lovely. I asked her if she had a booger and she said no. Then, Brent asked her if Wyatt had a booger and Callie looked at Wyatt and said, "Wy Wy, dadda boogah?", as if she was saying, "Wyatt, daddy wants to know if you have a booger." Then, a few minutes later, Brent asked the kids if they were hungry and when Wyatt didn't answer, Callie demanded, "WY WY! DADDA EAT!", like "Dude! Wake up and tell dad if you are hungry or not!" Miss Thang has an attitude problem.

They are obsessive about their coloring these days and it's actually helping them learn their colors. I was a coloring fanatic and have a hard time watching them because they flip through and do a quick scribble on every page instead of coloring one picture at a time. I've tried to sit down and color with them, but I get so territorial over my page that once I've started coloring, I bark at them when they try and turn my page. It's some kind of weird sickness I should probably be institutionalized about.

So, this is what Callie has been wearing almost every minute of every day (unless we are in public) for the last couple of weeks. I made the mistake of showing her that stupid princess Halloween dress again and we had a melt down like no other when I wouldn't let her wear it. So instead, I quickly jeririgged a princess dress that wouldn't shed glitter all over the house. She throws a fit when we make her take it off to eat so half the time she wins and eats in this getup too. She tells us that she's a princess all the time. It does come in pretty handy when she doesn't want to do something and I can get her to do it by telling her that princesses do it too. I'm sure it won't work for very long though.

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