yesterday i read this.
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and i thought, i haven’t posted much about the antics of my girl lately. not that there aren’t antics. oh, there’re antics. i’m just so fed up with her antics most of the time, that i don’t find it very cutesy. and there’s so many to choose from. so i thought i’d try out live-blogging for a while. i’ll try to post pics as i go. starting with last night:
foam stickers from maury (thanks!) can you tell that half of them are actually stuck to the floor?
8am: cheese whiz and crackers smeared and intentionally crumbled everywhere.
8:25am: t-shirt paint (oh, so easy to remove) painted on the siding on the house. done while i ran in for “just a second” to rinse a brush for the boys.
9:34 am: 4th clothes change of the day.
9:54am: “please be gentle with daisy. don’t be rough. be nice to her. stop. STOP!” followed by, “SHUT IT UP, MAMA! MEAN MAMA!”
10:42am: prepare for naptime. hiding from me when i tell her to get in her bed.
10:43am: fit follows when i tell her to get a pull-up on.
10:54am-12:47pm: peace and napping
12:49pm: please be gentle with your baby brother. please. stop. stop! STOP SQUISHING HIM!
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2:01pm: after 2 full fits because she couldn’t have treats or the dirty thermos she wanted and yet another clothes change she dances with her princess ”packpack” and “beekah” (her lovey lamb)
3:25pm: gets a shower with mama to keep her from harming her little brother.
3:36pm: after insisting 427 times that she wants to be wrapped around in the towel she goes into the living room and dances in her towel singing Jesus loves me.
3:39pm: has meltdown over not wanting to wear the first outfit i pick out for her for the soccer field.
3:41pm: twirls and says “i strawberry cupcake” in the second outfit i pick out for her.
3:51pm: am reminded by boys that i promised them a pudding snack after chores. i tell my girl that i have to take her cupcake outfit back off. megafit. “do you want outfit or snack?” BOTH! you can have your outfit right back on after your snack. calm.
3:54pm: re-clean. re-dress.
5:30-6:15pm: soccer practice. “can i have crackers” x 5 billion. “i want more wa-yer” x 5 billion and 1. “pick up me” x 3.
6:25pm: getting in the car. mega battle.
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i won.
6:45pm: in van. full scream. something about an ant and her yittle booty bottom. we pull over. i get her out, strip her naked, indeed find an ant biting her there. kill the ant, re-dress, rebuckle.
7:40pm: home. bath number 3. “where my yittle coco?” x 8. the teeth clamp down for brushing. “no coco until you get your teeth brushed.” i won. (it may sound out of order, but i assure you that it’s not.)
7:55pm: melt down over pajamas sticking to her wet body after i tell her to not get dressed until i get back. meltdown over having to wear a pullup to bed. after much screaming – a little on my part, “when you can show me in the morning that you didn’t peepee in your pullup then you can wear big girl under wear to bed.” i won.
8pm: into the crib. “where my yittle pacis?” x 15. “where my yittle heat pack?” yes, we heat a heat pack for her “yittle” feet most nights. she won.
8:24pm: silence from her crib.
night, night my whirlwind princess.

