Today, I am going to tell you some of the tales of our four year
old daughter. For those of you who really know Brianna I don’t have to
explain much, but for those of you who do not, BEWARE…….
She has a quick, demanding personality and can be quite the handful. I’m going to explain that last part in more details but first I am going to shed some light to the other people who live in our home for further depth. You know, so you can have a real good idea of what I’m workin with.
First, lets start with Dad. Daddy has somewhat of a soft spot for his baby of the bunch. He tends to give into her tantrums and butter comments, “Oh Daddy, please can I have this doll? I just can’t live without it. If I don’t get this doll, I will never be able to sleep again!”. This of course would never work on me because I practically invented it! Who could fall
for such words?
Next, her big brother. He is the prime example of “The Apple Doesn’t Fall Too Far from the Tree” with the exception of picking on her just a enough to make her tough, but will cave to her when her acting skills kick in and the water works come through the flood gates. This kid even has special apps on his tablet just for her.
Then, there’s Julie. She is the “Grandma” type sister. Julie holds her and treats her just as a Grandmother would. When I scold Brianna or she doesn’t get something she wants, you can count on Julie to soothe her by whispering something like, “Its ok baby. Here eat my cookie instead.”.
Finally, Gaby the oldest sister. She is the one I can count on to give her the harsh reality of life! “Well, if you weren’t crying maybe Mama would let you have a cookie! But noooooo. You are four years old and acting like a snot when you don’t get your way! How old are you? Start acting like a big girl or everyone will keep treating you like a bratty little baby!”.
Now that I have described all of the culprits, now I will move
back to Brianna. Her Dad and I are trying desperately to get her to sleep
in her own bed. Her brother even made up a tale of “Monster Spray”.He will go in her room and spray around the bed and tell her the monsters do not like the smell so they stay away. Until someone at school told her “Its
just water and there is no such thing” (Little BAST….never mind). I would
love to know who told her this so the next time I go to her day care I can
accidently push him off his scooter as he rides by. Hey!! You!! Yea you
TODDLER who told Bri Monster Spray was not real! You have made my nights just that more difficult! THANKS and payback is owed to you.
As a result this is my last conversation with Bri about sleeping with us:
As I lay in bed with her dad on his side:
Bri: Mommy, can I please sleep with you?
Me: No, I told you in your own bed.
Bri: Please Mommy, I can’t sleep without you and Daddy.
Me: No Brianna, I said NO and that’s it.
Bri: Dad, tell Mama I have to sleep with you guys.
Me: I am not going to change my mind, it’s a no and that’s it.
Bri: *STOMPS and backs up three steps* FINE! I AM NEVER, EVER, EVER GOING TO SLEEP WITH YOU AGAIN!! DON’T EVER ASK ME TO SLEEP WITH YOU GUYS *runs off to her room*
Her Dad and I look at each other and I reply, “Well, I don’t know
how I accomplished that but high five me” :)
She didn’t realize it then, but she is gave us exactly what we asked for in the first place.
Another example, on the way home from soccer practice her and Gaby are arguing in the back:
Bri: Can we get a McDonalds ice cream?
Me: No
Bri: Please *whines*
Gaby: Bri, shut up…you whine too much and nobody wants to hear you!
Bri: Gaby, nobody is talking to you. I was talking to Mama.
Gaby: Mama is telling you NO because you’re whining.
Bri: I am not whining. Mama please… *whining*
Me: I said no.
Gaby: See, stop whining and be quiet!
Bri: YOU KNOW WHAT GABY, IM NOT TALKING TO YOU ANYMORE! DON’T TALK TO ME, IM MAD AT YOU! IM NEVER TALKING AGAIN! *arms crossed and furious face*
In the end, no more whining or talking came from her the rest of
the ride home. This is my toddler ladies and gents, dealing with her is
going to be a joy ride.
old daughter. For those of you who really know Brianna I don’t have to
explain much, but for those of you who do not, BEWARE…….
She has a quick, demanding personality and can be quite the handful. I’m going to explain that last part in more details but first I am going to shed some light to the other people who live in our home for further depth. You know, so you can have a real good idea of what I’m workin with.
First, lets start with Dad. Daddy has somewhat of a soft spot for his baby of the bunch. He tends to give into her tantrums and butter comments, “Oh Daddy, please can I have this doll? I just can’t live without it. If I don’t get this doll, I will never be able to sleep again!”. This of course would never work on me because I practically invented it! Who could fall
for such words?
Next, her big brother. He is the prime example of “The Apple Doesn’t Fall Too Far from the Tree” with the exception of picking on her just a enough to make her tough, but will cave to her when her acting skills kick in and the water works come through the flood gates. This kid even has special apps on his tablet just for her.
Then, there’s Julie. She is the “Grandma” type sister. Julie holds her and treats her just as a Grandmother would. When I scold Brianna or she doesn’t get something she wants, you can count on Julie to soothe her by whispering something like, “Its ok baby. Here eat my cookie instead.”.
Finally, Gaby the oldest sister. She is the one I can count on to give her the harsh reality of life! “Well, if you weren’t crying maybe Mama would let you have a cookie! But noooooo. You are four years old and acting like a snot when you don’t get your way! How old are you? Start acting like a big girl or everyone will keep treating you like a bratty little baby!”.
Now that I have described all of the culprits, now I will move
back to Brianna. Her Dad and I are trying desperately to get her to sleep
in her own bed. Her brother even made up a tale of “Monster Spray”.He will go in her room and spray around the bed and tell her the monsters do not like the smell so they stay away. Until someone at school told her “Its
just water and there is no such thing” (Little BAST….never mind). I would
love to know who told her this so the next time I go to her day care I can
accidently push him off his scooter as he rides by. Hey!! You!! Yea you
TODDLER who told Bri Monster Spray was not real! You have made my nights just that more difficult! THANKS and payback is owed to you.
As a result this is my last conversation with Bri about sleeping with us:
As I lay in bed with her dad on his side:
Bri: Mommy, can I please sleep with you?
Me: No, I told you in your own bed.
Bri: Please Mommy, I can’t sleep without you and Daddy.
Me: No Brianna, I said NO and that’s it.
Bri: Dad, tell Mama I have to sleep with you guys.
Me: I am not going to change my mind, it’s a no and that’s it.
Bri: *STOMPS and backs up three steps* FINE! I AM NEVER, EVER, EVER GOING TO SLEEP WITH YOU AGAIN!! DON’T EVER ASK ME TO SLEEP WITH YOU GUYS *runs off to her room*
Her Dad and I look at each other and I reply, “Well, I don’t know
how I accomplished that but high five me” :)
She didn’t realize it then, but she is gave us exactly what we asked for in the first place.
Another example, on the way home from soccer practice her and Gaby are arguing in the back:
Bri: Can we get a McDonalds ice cream?
Me: No
Bri: Please *whines*
Gaby: Bri, shut up…you whine too much and nobody wants to hear you!
Bri: Gaby, nobody is talking to you. I was talking to Mama.
Gaby: Mama is telling you NO because you’re whining.
Bri: I am not whining. Mama please… *whining*
Me: I said no.
Gaby: See, stop whining and be quiet!
Bri: YOU KNOW WHAT GABY, IM NOT TALKING TO YOU ANYMORE! DON’T TALK TO ME, IM MAD AT YOU! IM NEVER TALKING AGAIN! *arms crossed and furious face*
In the end, no more whining or talking came from her the rest of
the ride home. This is my toddler ladies and gents, dealing with her is
going to be a joy ride.