A Morning in the Life

635         Wake up with Ze Fronk and the Little Einsteins.

637         “Emmy put on your clothes.”

640         “Emmy put on your clothes” followed by “Mama, you have to be patient”.

645         “Emmy put on your clothes.”

647         “Emmy I am turning the TV off if you don’t put on your clothes.”

650         “Emmy put on your clothes.”

655         Emmy has on no underwear. “Emmy put on your clothes.”

656         “I don’t want to wear panties” to which I reply “you have to wear panties” and we have an argument discussion on why panties are required for school and work.

657         I turn the TV off and tears follow. Sobbing tears.

700         “Carry me!!!!!!!!” while sobbing. I hold her hand and we go to the bathroom and I hold her on my lap while I brush her teeth. “Hold me, Mama!”,“I am holding you, Emmy”,“NO! Hold me like this” and she jumps up and imitates me holding her on my hip.

703         “WHY IS THIS BACKPACK IN MY CLOSET??????????” “I am not sure, Emmy, but you can put it in your room” so she throws it on the floor in her room. “Emmy, pick that up and hang it on the hook”, “NO!”, “Okay, I will give it to some other little girl…1…2…” ,“baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!” but the backpack goes on the hook.

705         Sitting on the floor to put on shoes and she doesn’t want to wear socks. “I wanna put them on myself”, “Fabulous! you do it!”

708         Still telling me how she wants to put her shoes on herself. “Fine! Put your damn shoes on!”

708.5     “They aren’t damn shoes! They are shoes!” I feel horrible.

709         “You are right, Emmy, I am sorry.”

710         “I want to take my crayons for show and tell {you know, because no other kid at daycare has crayons}, are they still in the refrigerator?” Yesterday, she took them in the car but not to school and I forgot to take them in the office with me and when I picked her up, there were some slightly molten crayons in the carseat so we put them in the fridge. “Nope! I got them out and ready for you!”, “BUT I WANTED TO GET THEM OUT OF THE FRIDGE!!!!!!”, “I am sorry, would you like me to put them back”, “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!”

711         “Put the crayons in the backpack and let’s get in the car.”

713         Walking out to the car, she goes all the way down the sidewalk to the sidewalk near the street then decides she would rather use the sidewalk near the house so she comes back up. Then, gets to the car and sees that the Velcro on her shoes isn’t fully engaged. Trying to fix it. “Emmy can you do that in the car?” Silence “Emmy, please get in the car” Silence “Honey, we really need to go” Silence “GET IN THE CAR!!!!!!” I like to think this was my good deed of the day—waking anyone in the neighborhood whose alarm didn’t work properly this morning.

713.25   Tears.

715         I crank up the CD of Revival Hymns and sing “On Christ the Solid Rock I Stand” as loud as I can.

716         Apologize to Emmy for getting upset and yelling. I tell her that was not very nice of me and I am sorry and I will work to do better. “Emmy, can you help me some in the mornings too?” I get a big “no”.

718         Arrive at school. Walking down the hall, the whining starts “Carry me, mama”. I remind Emmy that she is a big girl and doesn’t need me to carry her but if she will walk to her room, put her backpack in her cubby and ask me nicely, I will carry her back to the room where all the kids gather.

719         Tears and crying and general fit. Refuses to put her backpack in the cubby and says she is going to wear it all day.

720         Of course I am wearing a knee length dress today as I am squatting on the floor to try to reason with a hysterical 3 year old.

722         Emmy has to potty, still wearing a backpack, and I am on the floor and asking if she remembers the Llama Llama book we read last night about Llama getting mad at mama and how she sure is making a lot of llama drama this morning. Recite as much of the book from memory as I can.

724         “I don’t want to wash my hands!!!!!!!!!!!”

725         “I’m gonna put my backpack in my cubby” so we go back down the hall to the classroom and then back to the gathering room.

727         “I’m not hungry, I want to go to sleep”. I usually set up her breakfast for her at the table but sometimes she is tired and would rather lie down on the little beanbag and getting a little more rest.

728         “I’m not sleepy, I am hungry.”

730         I go home to go back to sleep stop at Circle K for a Thirst Buster coke since I am already late for work.