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Something I meant to mention about Saturday, but forgot... Casey complained several times that Josh and I were talking to each other too much. She said she felt invisible. As I told her every time she said that, almost every conversation we had was about something she was familiar with (hell, sometimes it was about HER), and she was free to say something at any point. That's the problem with her. When there is anyone else around, she clams up. When she did speak, it was to me, not to Josh or to both of us, and it was so quiet that I had to stop, bend down and put my ear next to her mouth to hear her. So then she gets mad that we aren't paying attention to her? Hello, you are the one that is blending in with the background. After he left and it was just us, she talked non-stop, but still in that low voice. I think I was more exhausted at the end of the day from struggling to hear her than from walking so much. The kid needs to carry a megaphone around with her. It's interesting how when she says something like "I hate you", it's loud and clear. Hm.
So, Sunday wasn't any more relaxing than Saturday. We were 20 minutes late for church. After I'd woken Casey up, I went upstairs, brushed my teeth, took a shower and got dressed. I came downstairs to discover that in all that time, Casey had gone to the bathroom. That's it. She was tired from Saturday. Also, she didn't like the outfit I'd brought down for her, so we had that issue too. I was so frustrated with her, I got a little mean. I told her she needed to put her hair up, and she refused. I said "It looks stupid in your face." So she got all upset that I'd called her stupid, which I hadn't, but I shouldn't have put it like that anyway. So we go outside, and as usual, she fights me when I tell her to put on a coat. She says it's not cold, and I say "It's in the 40s, dummy." So again, she gets upset because I called her a dummy. SIGH. We were tired.
So, after church was Dennys, as usual. Then we stopped at the store to get a birthday present for the party she had that day. She found these furry balls with eyes that are called Meatballs. You throw it on the ground and it rolls around, playing music and talking gibberish. It was actually kind of cute. Casey decided that she had to have one immediately. I told her no... for one thing, she wasn't behaving that day, and besides, we were here to buy Sofia a birthday present, not to buy her things. Well, she had a fit. Anybody see Willy Wonka? The girl who wanted everything NOW? Yeah, that was Casey. Just throw her down the Bad Egg shute.
She wouldn't stop begging, and then she just refused to do anything. I had to pick Sofia's presents out for her (we got her the meatball thing, plus a little dog that comes in a purse. Casey had been looking at that for her before she had her meltdown). When we got home, Casey was crying and saying she didn't want to go to the party, because Sofia always rubs it in people's faces when she has something they don't, and she was going to do the same with the Meatball thing. I told her she was really overreacting by not wanting to go to a party she'd been looking forward to for days over a wiggling furball. But I said fine, I'm not making you go and I'll just return these gifts. I told her to let me know if she changed her mind, because we had to leave in 20 minutes and I still needed to wrap the presents. I went about trying to clean up the house a bit. She kept it up for about 10 minutes and finally said she wanted to go.
The party was set up in an empty room at Old Town. The mom had hired a lady to do a princess party. She had dress up clothes and was doing the girls' makeup and nails. Casey, who is on a big tomboy kick lately and determined not to be girly, said "Mom, I don't want a makeover. I just came for the rides." She finally chose the only pair of pants on the rack (all the other girls were prancing around in beautiful dresses and boas), but she still looked pretty cool, because they were leather pants, and then she had a nice blouse and a cool hat and shades. And she did wear black high heals. She said "Mom, now I know how you feel when you wear these things." I said "I don't wear heals, and that's why." Her after school care teacher was there because her kids had also been invited, and she said Casey looked very "Oko Yono". Uh... yeah. That's her name.
Casey also tattooed "DIVA" across her knuckles (she later asked me if she had to wash her hands, because she wanted it to stay on. Uh... sure, Case. I'm going to tell you it's okay to spend days not washing your hands). She refused to get her makeup or nails done though. They also did arts and crafts and had a pinata.
I don't know how I had it in my head that I wasn't going to have to stay for the party. Besides, I had never even met the girl's mom. So I did end up staying, which sucked because not only was I tired, I had gotten zip done at home. The part I talked about above lasted 2 1/2 hours, and then they were going to go get pizza and then they had 3 hours of free rides. So it was like this never ending party. I was like NO WAY. I told Casey I could not stick around that long, so we ended up asking the mom if she could keep Casey for me (by then I'd gotten to know her and she seemed nice enough) and she was okay with it. So I went grocery shopping, got laundry started, cleaned out my car, and cleaned up the house.
Oh, and then there were the creepy kids. When I got home from grocery shopping, Jada, Nicholas and a boy named Marcus, came over and asked if Casey was home. I told them she was at a party. Then they stood there watching me take the groceries in the house. It was really creepy. They just stood right by the car, staring at me. It was like they were waiting for me to go inside so they could do something to my house or car. I even heard Nicholas say "Which house is next?" at one point. So I closed the trunk every time I went in so they wouldn't steal any groceries. At one point, I said "WHAT?" Jada was like "What do you mean?" and I said "You guys are just standing there looking at me. GO AWAY." But they didn't until I brought in the last load of groceries. I peeked out the window a few times, but I never saw them again. Weird. Children of the Corn.
Casey came home a little after 8:00 and I hadn't sat down once (I left the party at 4). So imagine this... she asks me to get her something from the kitchen, and when I told her to get it herself, she goes "I've been walking around all day." Hah! Riding rides. Who had it better? Hm...
By the way, when I went shopping, I bought her a new backpack because hers was broken. I think it's her 4th this school year. Well, she had to have a rolling one because she carries so much around with her, I think it weighs more than she does. Wal-Mart had exactly 2 rolling backpacks - the exact one she already had, and a blue one. Well, if I got the blue one I risked her saying she didn't like it. But the other one I knew she liked, because she already had it. So when I picked her up, she went from very excitedly telling me about the best party ever and all the rides she went on to being pissed off when I told her I'd gotten her the same backpack. She wanted something different. I do understand that. I told her we didn't have time to go get a different one and she needed that new one for school Monday. So I told her to be really careful with it, and maybe when we have time (Wednesday), we will try to exchange it. So she's like "Well, I don't want to go. Can't you just get it while I'm in gymnastics tomorrow?" Hello, that's the whole problem. Her not being with me to pick it. So Wednesday it is. I will probably just have to buy a new one, since hers will be scuffed up by then. Maybe we'll donate it to Goodwill or something.
I also got her a Valentines gift while I was at the store. I figured I'd give it to her early, since we are usually so busy during the week. My parents had already given her some jewelry and candy and me some peanut butter cups. So I got Casey a stuffed dog (as much as she tries not to be girly, she can't help but love fluffy stuffed animals), a pez dispenser that is the fish from chicken little, and the big thing... the soundtrack from High School Musical. That is a made for TV musical that has been on the Disney channel several times over the last month or so. Casey and her friends are obsessed with it. Casey is constantly singing the songs, and she and her friends have been making up dances to it. So she was pretty thrilled to have it.
I know what I've done to myself by buying that. I will now be listening to it every time we are in the car for the next year. I kind of like it though. But yeah, I have a feeling it will get old to me before it gets old to her.
Speaking of musicals, Casey is acting like I'm torturing her by taking her to see Movin' Out. That makes me so sad, because I really thought she'd be excited, as much as she loves musicals. I still think she's going to like it. Sunday she was in a bad mood, so I put on "Second Wind", a Billy Joel song that always makes me feel good. So she goes "That didn't make me feel better. You know what will? If you play my favorite song, 'It's Still Rock N Roll To me'." Yay, she just said a Billy Joel song was her favorite! So progress.
Willow is perfectly fine. She is no longer peeing red and she acts as crazy as usual. I didn't take her to the vet today for that reason, but I'm still thinking about it. There has to be a reason that happened.
We still have 2 boxes of Girl Scout cookies in our house because we haven't had 10 minutes to go hand them out in our neighborhood.
Casey brought home her progress report Friday. She has all As, except 2 Bs. I told her that was unacceptable, since she can get As without even blinking. The Bs are really high though, so I think she can bring them up.
I apparently gained 2 pounds last week. Damn. Well, I really have been doing a sucky job at following the fitness plan. I've just been so insanely busy. But I'm going to get back in gear and lose this, plus more. In a minute I'm going to post this week's rules.
So, Sunday wasn't any more relaxing than Saturday. We were 20 minutes late for church. After I'd woken Casey up, I went upstairs, brushed my teeth, took a shower and got dressed. I came downstairs to discover that in all that time, Casey had gone to the bathroom. That's it. She was tired from Saturday. Also, she didn't like the outfit I'd brought down for her, so we had that issue too. I was so frustrated with her, I got a little mean. I told her she needed to put her hair up, and she refused. I said "It looks stupid in your face." So she got all upset that I'd called her stupid, which I hadn't, but I shouldn't have put it like that anyway. So we go outside, and as usual, she fights me when I tell her to put on a coat. She says it's not cold, and I say "It's in the 40s, dummy." So again, she gets upset because I called her a dummy. SIGH. We were tired.
So, after church was Dennys, as usual. Then we stopped at the store to get a birthday present for the party she had that day. She found these furry balls with eyes that are called Meatballs. You throw it on the ground and it rolls around, playing music and talking gibberish. It was actually kind of cute. Casey decided that she had to have one immediately. I told her no... for one thing, she wasn't behaving that day, and besides, we were here to buy Sofia a birthday present, not to buy her things. Well, she had a fit. Anybody see Willy Wonka? The girl who wanted everything NOW? Yeah, that was Casey. Just throw her down the Bad Egg shute.
She wouldn't stop begging, and then she just refused to do anything. I had to pick Sofia's presents out for her (we got her the meatball thing, plus a little dog that comes in a purse. Casey had been looking at that for her before she had her meltdown). When we got home, Casey was crying and saying she didn't want to go to the party, because Sofia always rubs it in people's faces when she has something they don't, and she was going to do the same with the Meatball thing. I told her she was really overreacting by not wanting to go to a party she'd been looking forward to for days over a wiggling furball. But I said fine, I'm not making you go and I'll just return these gifts. I told her to let me know if she changed her mind, because we had to leave in 20 minutes and I still needed to wrap the presents. I went about trying to clean up the house a bit. She kept it up for about 10 minutes and finally said she wanted to go.
The party was set up in an empty room at Old Town. The mom had hired a lady to do a princess party. She had dress up clothes and was doing the girls' makeup and nails. Casey, who is on a big tomboy kick lately and determined not to be girly, said "Mom, I don't want a makeover. I just came for the rides." She finally chose the only pair of pants on the rack (all the other girls were prancing around in beautiful dresses and boas), but she still looked pretty cool, because they were leather pants, and then she had a nice blouse and a cool hat and shades. And she did wear black high heals. She said "Mom, now I know how you feel when you wear these things." I said "I don't wear heals, and that's why." Her after school care teacher was there because her kids had also been invited, and she said Casey looked very "Oko Yono". Uh... yeah. That's her name.
Casey also tattooed "DIVA" across her knuckles (she later asked me if she had to wash her hands, because she wanted it to stay on. Uh... sure, Case. I'm going to tell you it's okay to spend days not washing your hands). She refused to get her makeup or nails done though. They also did arts and crafts and had a pinata.
I don't know how I had it in my head that I wasn't going to have to stay for the party. Besides, I had never even met the girl's mom. So I did end up staying, which sucked because not only was I tired, I had gotten zip done at home. The part I talked about above lasted 2 1/2 hours, and then they were going to go get pizza and then they had 3 hours of free rides. So it was like this never ending party. I was like NO WAY. I told Casey I could not stick around that long, so we ended up asking the mom if she could keep Casey for me (by then I'd gotten to know her and she seemed nice enough) and she was okay with it. So I went grocery shopping, got laundry started, cleaned out my car, and cleaned up the house.
Oh, and then there were the creepy kids. When I got home from grocery shopping, Jada, Nicholas and a boy named Marcus, came over and asked if Casey was home. I told them she was at a party. Then they stood there watching me take the groceries in the house. It was really creepy. They just stood right by the car, staring at me. It was like they were waiting for me to go inside so they could do something to my house or car. I even heard Nicholas say "Which house is next?" at one point. So I closed the trunk every time I went in so they wouldn't steal any groceries. At one point, I said "WHAT?" Jada was like "What do you mean?" and I said "You guys are just standing there looking at me. GO AWAY." But they didn't until I brought in the last load of groceries. I peeked out the window a few times, but I never saw them again. Weird. Children of the Corn.
Casey came home a little after 8:00 and I hadn't sat down once (I left the party at 4). So imagine this... she asks me to get her something from the kitchen, and when I told her to get it herself, she goes "I've been walking around all day." Hah! Riding rides. Who had it better? Hm...
By the way, when I went shopping, I bought her a new backpack because hers was broken. I think it's her 4th this school year. Well, she had to have a rolling one because she carries so much around with her, I think it weighs more than she does. Wal-Mart had exactly 2 rolling backpacks - the exact one she already had, and a blue one. Well, if I got the blue one I risked her saying she didn't like it. But the other one I knew she liked, because she already had it. So when I picked her up, she went from very excitedly telling me about the best party ever and all the rides she went on to being pissed off when I told her I'd gotten her the same backpack. She wanted something different. I do understand that. I told her we didn't have time to go get a different one and she needed that new one for school Monday. So I told her to be really careful with it, and maybe when we have time (Wednesday), we will try to exchange it. So she's like "Well, I don't want to go. Can't you just get it while I'm in gymnastics tomorrow?" Hello, that's the whole problem. Her not being with me to pick it. So Wednesday it is. I will probably just have to buy a new one, since hers will be scuffed up by then. Maybe we'll donate it to Goodwill or something.
I also got her a Valentines gift while I was at the store. I figured I'd give it to her early, since we are usually so busy during the week. My parents had already given her some jewelry and candy and me some peanut butter cups. So I got Casey a stuffed dog (as much as she tries not to be girly, she can't help but love fluffy stuffed animals), a pez dispenser that is the fish from chicken little, and the big thing... the soundtrack from High School Musical. That is a made for TV musical that has been on the Disney channel several times over the last month or so. Casey and her friends are obsessed with it. Casey is constantly singing the songs, and she and her friends have been making up dances to it. So she was pretty thrilled to have it.
I know what I've done to myself by buying that. I will now be listening to it every time we are in the car for the next year. I kind of like it though. But yeah, I have a feeling it will get old to me before it gets old to her.
Speaking of musicals, Casey is acting like I'm torturing her by taking her to see Movin' Out. That makes me so sad, because I really thought she'd be excited, as much as she loves musicals. I still think she's going to like it. Sunday she was in a bad mood, so I put on "Second Wind", a Billy Joel song that always makes me feel good. So she goes "That didn't make me feel better. You know what will? If you play my favorite song, 'It's Still Rock N Roll To me'." Yay, she just said a Billy Joel song was her favorite! So progress.
Willow is perfectly fine. She is no longer peeing red and she acts as crazy as usual. I didn't take her to the vet today for that reason, but I'm still thinking about it. There has to be a reason that happened.
We still have 2 boxes of Girl Scout cookies in our house because we haven't had 10 minutes to go hand them out in our neighborhood.
Casey brought home her progress report Friday. She has all As, except 2 Bs. I told her that was unacceptable, since she can get As without even blinking. The Bs are really high though, so I think she can bring them up.
I apparently gained 2 pounds last week. Damn. Well, I really have been doing a sucky job at following the fitness plan. I've just been so insanely busy. But I'm going to get back in gear and lose this, plus more. In a minute I'm going to post this week's rules.