I took her to Mcdonalds and let her play with the toys, eat fries, and drink juice. I forewarned her that when it was time to go I wanted her to listen and behave. Well, she did not. I left carrying two screaming kids, very embarrassing. She was disciplined.
I put her down for a nap. She played and got into the blinds. She was disciplined.
I asked her to be nice to Cody, she replied "NO" and pushed Cody. She was disciplined.
As I made dinner I noticed my garlic press was covered in crayon. I just sighed and looked at her crying on the chair. I kinda smiled to myself though. I love finding evidence of their existence randomly through my house.
I laid Olivia down for bed and told her I did not want to hear one sound from her! She new I meant it. I didn't hear a peep. A half hour later I found myself missing her. I was so mad at her all day, I finally had relief from her but I missed her. So I went into her room and walked over to her. She was laying very quietly.
O: (very softly and timid) Mommy, can I say something to you?
M: ( a little stern)Yes
O: ( a little teary) I Love You So Much!
M: ( a little teary) I love YOU so much! Today was kinda rough, and you acted naughty but we will do better tomorrow.
O: ok I will do better tomorrow.
