Screaming

Did I mention that I thought 3 was going to be rough? Tonight her, Hunter and I went to small groups from church and she was fairly well behaved except peeing in her panties. She got mad as we were getting in the van (can't remember why) and stuck her tongue out at me (she has been doing this alot lately, that and spitting at people)so I flicked her in the cheek. Which made her cry but just pissed her off more. So she started screaming, every few seconds she would just scream. This made Hunter cry which just makes her do it more. I turned the music up loud and ignored them both She had stopped by the time we got home since it wasn't getting attention.

So I let her play outside while I did a couple things but she threw a fit when it was time to come inside. I didn't say anything I just picked her up, carried her to her room and started undressing her. This was a battle. She kicked and screamed and spit. After I had wrestled her nightgown on I told her to get in bed. Of course she said no and when I put her in bed she just got out. So I left her room and shut her door. She still has a knob lock on her door so she couldn't get out. What did she do you ask? She screamed and cried and beat on her door for about 15min straight.

It was like popping popcorn. I waited till her screams and kicking had spaced out a certain amount then I went up there. You know what? She crawled into my lap, I put her bed, kissed her and I haven't heard another word from her. :-)

poop

Yes I am going to write about poop. Not the actual poop itself but the process of doing it. (Hunter may kill me for this one day)

When Brooke needs to poop and wants to go on the toilet (and thats a whole other blog), she just gets up there and goes. Done in just a couple minutes.

But Hunter is a little different process. First, he always seems to have to do it when we are eating out (Scott is nodding right now). Second, he takes FOREVER. No kidding, yesterday me, brooke and hunter spent 15min in a taco bell bathroom. We were eating at taco bell, hunter had to go and couldn't wait till we got home. I couldn't leave brooke so we all took a field trip to the bathroom. First brooke and I went into the stall w/ him but hunter was too distracted so brooke and I just stood outside the stall. He still took forever. Plus he always sits there for about 5min after he is done, saying hes not done yet.

On vacation last week we were at a mini golf place and in the middle of the game hunter had to go. I went to the bathroom too and while we were both in our stalls hunter started a whole conversation about poop (to be honest I dont even remember what it was about). Then I walked out of mine and a lady was standing there. Yep, she had apparantly heard the whole converstion. I just kinda smiled at her and didn't really say anything. It was nice.

Its hot in here

So yesterday afternoon Scott and I were in Hunter's room commenting about how hot it seemed. Hunter said "Its cuz Brooke turned the heat on. I saw her." Sure enough Scott checked the thermostat and some how Brooke had turned the heater on. Probably not really that surprising but Hunter knew right away what was making the house hot. What will I do w/ my daughter?????

pictures

So today my little girl is 3. I truly can't believe it was 3 years ago that she came into this world.

Today we went for pictures. Knowing her well, I gave her input on what she would wear so that I knew(thought) she would actually wear it. But I knew we were in trouble when the nice photographer asked her if she would stand on the screen and she simply said "no." And that is about how the rest of the session went. She didn't do anything we asked, it was hard to get her to smile, then she didn't want to wear one of the dresses we had brought. Dont be fooled, it wasn't cause she was scared or shy, it was simply because she doesn't like being told what to do. Yep, the pictures didn't really turn out that great but they are a symbol of where we are in her life right now.

This picture kinda shows her attitude while we were there.

Bedtime

I HATE bedtimes. My kids are not good at going to bed. Actually Brooke isn't too bad but getting Hunter to bed is a pain. Some nights he gets in bed and I don't hear from him again and other nights he gets out of bed several times.

Last night he got out of bed once or twice but it wasn't actually too bad. Then I went upstairs when he should have been asleep and his bedroom light was on. His excuse? He forgot to turn it off. Yep, it just slipped his mind. So then I went up later and he was asleep. (Oh yea, I forgot to mention. One of the times he got out of bed he wanted a do-rag tied around his head) I got up in his bed to cover him up and he had the do-rag on and camo sweat bands around his wrists. Then he had about half his room in his bed w/ him. Including, bent up wire hangers that he would have had to go to my closet to get. Tonight when I took them away he told me he was pretending they were tube slides.

I get so frustrated w/ him at bed time but these memories of finding him asleep w/ strange things on or weird things in his bed... well, at the least it will always make me laugh.

by the way, that picture is really him asleep.