Wednesday, March 23, 2011

She Took The Words Right Out Of My Mouth

These past few day have been "rough Lana days."  For whatever reason she has been in complete crazy Lana mode.  I don't know if it's because of my in-laws being here and she was off her schedule, her birthday coming and going, maybe because she doesn't take a nap anymore, (but still kinda needs one) or because the Super Moon has made her Super bad.  Whatever the reasons she has been on a war path and I'm ready to sell her to even the lowest of bidders.  Or maybe even pay someone to take her.  Sonya and Georgia have noticed how cranky she's been too and will take every opportunity to push her buttons when they can.  Georgia especially.  I mean isn't that what little sisters are for?  The problem for G is that it means injuries from Lana.  Including a scratch on her face and getting tackled and pinned by Lana.  That kid is freaky strong for how tiny she is.  

I was hoping this morning, maybe she would be in a better mood since I actually got her to bed early last night.  Nope.  She was on timeout number three before 11am this morning, when I walked into the bathroom to find 3/4 of the roll of toilet paper on the floor.  Cute, but annoying when she was one.  Just annoying and way to piss me off further when she is four.  

I had already decided and told her that she would take a nap today.  My theory being this would be a way to "reset" her since she'd missed out on some sleep in the past few days.  I was counting the minutes by lunchtime to put her down.  I needed a break.   Desperately. You know, before I put an ad on Craig's List.

She and Georgia were eating their lunch when a fight broke out between them because G had taken something from Lana. Lana was trying to get it back by way of breaking Georgia's arm.  Georgia was screaming at the top of her lungs.  I put a stop to it and they went back to their corners and their PB&J.  After a couple quiet minutes Georgia put her head in her hands, looked at Lana and said,

"Lana, you make me happy, you make me sad, you make me DIFFICUL!"

Pretty damn perceptive for two and a half, wouldn't you say?

1 comment:

The Screwer Upper said...

I feel you, Dawg! (you know I do!)