Tuesday, January 19, 2010

More red car/blue car drama



Papa started a new job today and will not be dropping Hellcat off at daycare in the loathsome “red car”. This morning, since Barney was on and she was in the zone when he said good bye and have a good day… she didn’t realize he was gone until she peed on the toilet and expected 3 people to be going out of their minds for her. So she ran around throwing herself a party and yelled ‘PAPA. WHERE ARE YOU?” up the stairs.  I said “He’s at work already. He left and gave you a kiss, remember?”  She paused for 2 seconds and said “WAIT: BLUE CAR WITH SHISHTER?!?!”  That’s what she was happy about; the fact that her father was gone; which mean that he took the red car (that she HATES) and that she would go to daycare in the blue car (my minivan that she LOVES) with Summer in the car too.

SHE DEDUCTED THAT THE RED CAR WAS GONE. 

Summer and I looked at each other and she said "back away slowly.  Don't look directly at her..."

When we got to daycare we had just walked in when her teacher asked all the kids to clean up and that they would be doing flashcards in circle time next.  Ellee crossed her arms and stomped her foot twice and said "FLASH CARDS ARE BORING".  "Ellee, flashcards are fun with your friends. Sit down" "NO THEY AREN'T. THEY ARE BORING!"

SEND HELP.

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Conversations with Summer (AWAKE)

Me: "Summer, you have dogshitty to pick up and dishes to put away NOW.  Like as soon as we hang up."
Summer: "mumble mumble mumble..."
Me: "Whatever; and REMEMBER: if you wouldn't eat it you need to pick it up and throw it out.  NOT just the big piles."
Summer: "Disgusting Mom.  I'm not going to eat the juicer; can I throw that out too?"

From Hellcat's Teacher:

"Eleanor had 4 servings of spagetti at lunch; since we found her eating everyone elses off the floor."

COME ON.

Some good news on the potty front; we've been wearing underwears at school and use the potty alot... Just not when we are watching TV or there is pretty much anything else we would rather be doing.