Important Measures -- Big E

The things I need to do to exist in this family! I need my privacy and they better respect my words.

Mommy doesn't want to play!!! -- lil' e

When I grow up I'm going to marry Daddy.  This is not to say that I don't like Mommy.  It's just that, well she doesn't play Star Wars or make me a sandbox.  On Mondays however we get to play all day long, just the two of us with only a couple of hours of Big E at home.  The morning was great, we played in the sandbox, we build a bookshelf, we did puzzles and read some stories.  The afternoon was filled with going to Dr. Spiess who works on owies, which Big E had from gymnastics.  After that, we took Big E to gymnastics and then it was just the two of us, again.

The evening started off fine -- drawing, working on letters and cutting with the big scissors, which I carry pointing down and never run with them.  Then, Mommy told me she couldn't play anymore and needed to make dinner.  This was not what I had in mind.  I did not like that she could no longer play so I decided why not help her out a little bit and ran downstairs to the other refrigerator in the garage.  She hollered at me to come upstairs, so I did but I brought her some cream cheese that was in there.  She told me that she didn't need me to get anything else, but I didn't care so I went and got a can of something down there and brought it up.  She said, "Listen, I don't need you to get me anything else and I'd like you to go down and put this away." 

Please!  That would mean that I would have to go downstairs again so I said, "NO!"  This seemed fine with her until she began cutting up some zucchini and stirring it on the stove.  I wanted to watch but she said that the olive oil could splatter on me and I needed to wait just a few minutes before she would show me.  This was really not fine but I went along with it.  Then she asked me if I wanted to help her get the bell peppers in the refrigerator downstairs and we could take my can back.  Now this I jumped on!

So we went downstairs, I put the can away and she got the bell pepper.  But wait, while she was getting the pepper and I had put my can away, I saw OPPORTUNITY.  So, I locked the door and ran upstairs.  I could here her calling my name and pounding on the door but I couldn't help it, I just had to laugh.  It was the perfect opportunity to start the dishwasher by pushing the third button and then the second to the last button on the other end.  Whoosh, it started. 

So, next thing I know I see her in the front window asking me to open the door.  This is NOT an option.  I haven't even begun to do the things I want to do when she isn't around so I spit at her, stick my tongue out and pound against the window.  All of this before I running away with laughter.  I can hear her screaming my name so I run back and forth spitting at her and going to check on the food on the stove. 

She even tells me that the smoke detector will go off and it will become very, very loud in the house but I don't believe her.

Soon, however, she becomes SCARY.  She begins pounding on the door, telling me to open up and then pounding on the windows.  This was not going to work for me so I refused to go over to the door anymore.  She was being very mean and I DID NOT LIKE IT!  I hid out in her bedroom, hoping it would all pass....

And then she called me on the phone.  Initially, I thought it was Issy.  But then she said it was Mommy and she needed me to come and open the door for her.  Of course, I told her 'no.'  Why would I want to let her in when she was being so mean?  Then she said that I wouldn't get a spanking if I opened the door but if I didn't open the door I would get in big, big trouble.  So I clarified with her several times that I wouldn't get a spanking and she said that I wouldn't so I thought, "Okay, that sounds good to me." So I went to open the door for her.  But, I couldn't.  I couldn't open that lock.  I then went downstairs, which she told me to meet her at the other door.  I could open that lock, after all, that was the one I'd locked.

What she didn't tell me was that I would get a very long time out.  AND she wouldn't be reading me stories for the next three nights since I hadn't respected her or listened to her words.  I was not happy.  I screamed.  I kicked.  I cried and screamed some more.  (This was while my dad was there because he came home about the same time I let Mommy in.)

Then, I was hungry.  So I stopped.  And asked for dinner.  Which I tried to eat until I was given burnt zucchini.  Mommy said that part of the consequences of my choices were eating some of the zucchini that got burnt.  Since I don't like eating black things, I refused.  Then, I got down and didn't eat anything else.

I didn't see my Mom the rest of the evening.  She said she needed space.  I told her she was being mean.  She said, she was just too sad and hurt from my not listening to her words and locking her out of the house and she just needed space before we could be together.  She said, sometimes this is what happens when you hurt people --people just need space before they can play with you again.  And she needed some space.  This made me sad.  I cried.  My dad held me.

Today, my mom blew me kisses and gave me hugs.  She must not need as much space.  Either that or she figured out the fire issue she was so concerned about yesterday. 

At any rate, I hope she's ready to play today when she comes home from work.  This space thing just doesn't work for me. 

I wonder what she'll do next if I lock the door again....not that I'm going to do it immediately, maybe next time I'll do it when Issy is home...Besides, Daddy didn't need space when I locked him out last week.  I figured it was a girl thing, either that or a "I'm hungry and you've interrupted me while I was cooking thing"...either one, it was WAY more fun to lock Daddy out.  At least he read me stories and snuggled with me that night.

Later,

lil' e  

Broken -- Big E

Spring Break -- Big E

All the baby birds. Our cat loves to watch them. I think she hopes at least one will have difficulty flying. Little does she know, I won't let her outside.

Two of our Baby birds under our balcony. Aren't they soo cute?

Part of my Christmas present from my Santa Barbara cousins, Yes, I know it is May! but this is the first time we've seen them since November.

This was a very disappointing nose scrape. I feel off the playhouse bed at my cousin's, Natalie and Austin's house. It hurt. I cried. I put ice on it. It didn't help so I cried some more and then I ate some chocolate my mom gave me to feel better....Just kidding. I asked for some chocolate, telling her it would make it more fair that I was inside on the couch while all of my cousins were playing outside. She didn't buy it so I sat, hungry and pouting on the couch until it was boring enough to go back outside.

Highlights from Spring Break:

1. Staying at Austin and Natalie's house, which is ruled by Uncle Cory and made into a home by Aunt Lisa.

2. Easter egg hunt at Uncle Cory's and Aunt Lisa's house with LOTS of chocolate. Oh, and a big Easter basket. Just like Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny doesn't visit OUR house in Long Beach so thank goodness we were here where magical beings DO visit.

3. Dancing at church with Grammy.

4. Easter egg hunt at Grammy's house with MORE and MORE chocolate, well not in the eggs but around the house AND a five dollar bill.

5. Making memories with all my Arizona and Missouri cousins, such as bouncing on the trampoline, playing in the playhouse, making our very own pizza in the brick pizza oven, and getting more erasers with Grammy. (Remember the ones lil' e tore apart, well those never got replaced until now!)

6. Going to the nature trip with Shannon and Ian. FINALLY, i didn't have to be in school so I could go too.

7. Going to work with my mom. Everyone stopped and talked to me and I showed them Webkinz. I think they liked it.

8. Going to the Orange County Museum with my mom. Just the two of us. I LOVED the huge, huge bronze mobile that had bronze flowers on it. It was amazing.

9. Playing with my other cousins, Brogan and Kylan who visited me...playing dress-up and make-believe house. It was so fun.

And finally....
10. Getting a smoothie EVERY morning without lil' e because I was either with my mom or dad, who needed to get their morning coffee so I got to have something. It's so fun to keep these things a secret.

It does, however, make me wonder what secrets lil' e is keeping....

With a tinge of disappointment that Spring Break is over,

Big E