Scene: picking up her toys

:sigh: I wish I had a nice Mommy. One that didn't have the devil in her.

diagnosis, duh

Tallou's diagnosis after yesterday's vist: BEHAVIOR DISORDER, DISRUPTIVE

There is also "hyperactivity" and "frequent temper tantrums" on the sheet.

And we paid for this??

I do have a problem with this though. I could understand if the behaviour recently started how this diagnosis might be true but this has been going on since she was BORN.

And temper tantrums imply that the one having the feelings is doing this in a manipulative manner and is able to stop the behaviour. Tallulah is not able to stop at all. She is quite helpless and looks frightened at how out of control she is.

You know when you lay down on your side and you are watching tv or reading a book and your eyes will start to water?

Tallulah is laying next to me on the couch and she said, "Mom, the tears are trying to sneak out of my eyes."

who is your god?

the kids made gingerbread houses with grandma yesterday. the mister told tallulah today to eat 'one last bite' for today.

"No. God says I can do whatever I want."
"I don't know what god you are listening to but that's wrong."
"yuh-huh! My god is the ca-raaaazy god. And Isaac's is the crazy god, too. Mommy has the f-word god."

oy. she said f-word. any naughty word to tallulah is an f-word. i am doing really really really good with not cussing. but the young ones memories are long.

On the way home from Awanas last night Tallou was making this annoying weird humming noise and Isaac asked her to stop because it was scaring him.

"hum hum hum hum hum"
"Tallulah, will you please stop - it's scaring Isaac."
"hum hum hum, Did you ask nicely? hum hum hum"
"Tallulah, please stop making that noise. Please"
"No! MAAAAY you thanksgiving PLEASE *hum hum* stop making that noise Tallulah."
"May you please thanksgiving-"
"It's thanksgiving please" <-----from the mister

She was distracted and stopped before I had a chance to ask her nicely.

The Best Song in the World. . . Tribute

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pcJwz7wu8_s
The kids totally are in love with this song. Isaac has 2 favorite parts "whip-crack went his whippit tail" (2:27) and they both share a special fondness for 2:35 on. And by special fondness I mean repeat the bit over and over and over. And when they aren't playing it on the computer they are singing it while playing. And if you are lucky then Isaac will rip off his shirt a la Jack Black.
:snort: be you angels?
Nay, we are but men.
ROCK
Ahhhh, ahhhhh, ahhh-ah-ah-ah-ah ohhh, whoa whoa, ohhh, whoa, whoa

fae's last nurse

This evening.

"What is it Pennette? You want Sister to nurse? Okay!"

"Wait, huh, who is nursing? Penelope?"

"No, me. You said."

"When did I say that?"

"You said I could nurse whenever I wanted to. This one last nurse."

"Alright, but you have to unlatch when Isaac is done with is song."

Isaac plays Guitar Hero, Tallulah nurses, Mom keeps Penelope away from Tallulah, Penelope tries to wrangle close to Tallou to pull her hair.

blah blah blah

I went to an oil blending class this afternoon and it was really fun. I got a lot of good and new to me information. We made 2 personal blends - a 'rescue remedy' (lavender and geranium) and a thyroid/adrenal blend (cedar wood & geranium).

I should have made a 'get off your arse' and 'anti-bitch' blend.

Tallulah is such a lively person. She is absolutely loving, caring, sweet, tenacious, giggly. LOUDand forgiving. And she frustrates the heck out of me. She is always on and that really tires me out. I'm a much more quieter person. Unless I am angry and then I am not quiet.

Tallulah told me this past week- "Mommy, when you get angry and yell like a monster and it makes us so very sad, then my heart yells to you, too." "What does your heart yell at me?" "It yells, 'I still love you Mommy even though you are a mean monster.'"

And a few weeks ago - "Mommy, you know when you get angry at us and sometimes you yell? Well, that's not really the right thing to do, because we are just kids. And we don't know any better. We are just learning. You have green eyes; can I poke them?"

She just turned 4! How is it she is so much more emotionally mature than I am? She just gets interpersonal dynamics* intuitively. While I am still trudging away having 2 year old tantrums.

But that bit about them being kids, not knowing any better and learning? That was freaky. I got a massage in July and the massage guy was awesome. He knew things about me that no one knew and he knew it from just the massage. He said that the body never forgets and one just needs to know how to speak the language.

Anyway, he said the same exact thing that Tallulah did. Exactly. Well, not the part about the eyes. Total de ja vu I got when Tallou said that to me.

Isaac walked in, "Mom, I just did the funniest thing in the world. I farted in Dad's face."

*not really the word I want but it'll have to do.