I hope everyone had a good St. Patrick’s Day. Nothing too exciting to report on our end. As we were getting everyone settled down for rest time yesterday afternoon I came across this meme, and it made me LOL.
Because I try to keep things fairly light and happy on the blog, I’d like to say we had a great weekend . . . but that would be a lie. Lucy is going through something or, God forbid, has entered a phase that is just filled with defiance, meanness, and overall sassiness served with a side of not listening. I feel like since I’m in the thick of it all day every day that sometimes I’m overly sensitive to her behavior so I kind of gauge how bad it is based on how Matty reacts. He had a hard time handling certain behaviors too, so it’s not just me. Phew!
Three fourths of the Kissel family spent a lot of time in tears this weekend, so I’m crossing my fingers that our week will be better. Honestly, though, barring a major illness or accident, I’m not sure how things could get worse!
It’s not all doom and gloom, though. We did have a few decent moments and got out to enjoy the sunny weather.
Emmy woke up from her nap way earlier than she should have on Friday. When I went in to check on her she was super sweaty and crying. She let me rock her for a few minutes, and I thought for sure she as coming down with what Lucy had but she eventually rallied and has been fine all weekend.
How cute are these two walking into the paint store Saturday morning?
Do I condone my kids planting themselves on the floor at the paint store? No
Is it better than picking a million paint chips up off the floor? Yes
They loved the giant rolls of tape!
Matty painted Lucy’s ceiling on Saturday, and Lulu enjoyed checking out all of his painting tools.
Lucy’s bed got moved into the loft while Matty was painting, and Emmy enjoyed watching her pre-bedtime show in it!
Confession: the Kissels have become obsessed with Costco. I think we’ve been there the past three weekends in a row! We’ve decided that their fruit is far superior to Kroger so we headed in today just to grab some fruit . . . and a bunch of kids books that found their way into our cart as well!
The girls love Costco just as much as we do, and Emmy was so excited to bring her giant ballerina doll with her yesterday!
We played outside quite a bit yesterday, and Lucy had a blast walking our neighbors’ dog, Shelby, up and down the street.
Two big dogs, two little girls!
Emmy’s birthday is still two weeks away, but the weather for this week looks so nice that we decided to give her one of her presents early. This almost two-year-old will be scooting around the neighborhood on a brand new pink scooter!
Rather than cuddling, Emmy’s new thing is to sit on top of me on the couch.
We went back outside later in the day yesterday and Lucy found another neighbor willing to let her walk their dog. . . here’s Rosco!
I know what you’re thinking and, NO, we are not going to get another dog! Apparently, Lucy can just get her dog fix by walking the neighborhood dogs.
And that was our weekend!
As I finish up this post, I feel like I should elaborate a bit more on what I said about Lucy at the beginning. First and foremost, I love her like crazy. I am well aware that she is only three and that this is most likely a (terrible) phase, but it popped up at the end of an already crazy week due to Lucy’s hives. All week I kept chalking her behavior and attitude up to being sick, but then she got well and things seemed to get worse. I’m with my girls ALL day EVERY day and every so often they break me. And this weekend I was broken . . . mentally, emotionally, and physically. It’s like Lucy was playing Whack-A-Mole with my heart. Just when I psyched myself back up and told myself, AGAIN, that I can do this she’d whack me right back down (sometimes literally!).
We have kind of a crazy week coming up ahead of us, but I’m going to try and stay positive and make the days fun for the girls. I’m going to use positive reinforcement, kind words, and loving actions . . . and try to be the kind of parent who wouldn’t be horrified to find out they are being recorded by a secret camera. Because that thought sometimes goes through my mind as I’m having a poor parenting moment, “What would I think about myself if this was being recorded and I got to watch it back?” Last week I would have been horrified. This week I’m going to try and make myself proud!
Ok, Molly, enough tales of woe.
I’m taking Wednesday off this week, so I’ll be back on Friday.
Have great week!