Today was another busy day. Peyton and I went out early in the morning to get some birthday gifts for her friends and mine. She has two parties next weekend, and then we had one later today. We also needed some milk, bread, and yogurt, so luckily, we could get all those things at Target. Dave and Brandon went out on their own way for coffee (for Dave) and Home Depot. Definitely a boys’ trip. Dave went for trash bags, but Brandon came home with a home-made wooden car! After we got home, Peyton changed and we headed out to ballet. This is her first class of the second session. She reverted to her usual way of sitting on the wall. Only this time, she wasn’t listening well to the teacher, so I had to pull her aside and talk to her. She did a bit better in listening, but still did not participate. I was pretty upset with her, since she was the one who requested to return to ballet. We headed over to Brandon’s game. I told Peyton that she didn’t get snacks after his game, because of her behavior at ballet. But if she listened on the bench with me, she could have one thing. She did well for the first 20 minutes (we’d gotten there at the second quarter already). But in the last 5 minutes, she decided to jump off the bleachers and headed toward Dave. I warned her to sit back down, but she turned around, smiled, and headed in his direction. I jumped down, grabbed her, and took her immediately outside. If she didn’t look so much like me, people would have thought I was kidnapping her. I took her straight to the car, and I told her we weren’t waiting for the end of the game. She was screaming her head off, telling me she didn’t want to go (again, good thing she looks like me). We sat in the parking lot for 20 minutes, since she didn’t want to put her seat belt on. I calmly sat in the car and waited. I knew it was hot, and I was using that to motivate her to move. But she is stubborn. But, I needed to break her of this behavior, so I sat it out in the car with her. I figured she’d pass out before I would. It was about 1 pm, and I knew she was 1) tired, 2) hot, and 3) hungry. But I can’t make her buckle up if she doesn’t want to. She knows how to unbuckle, so she has to want to be strapped in. Finally, 25 minutes after we’d been outside, she agreed to buckle up and go home. She even wailed for daddy, which I don’t hear often…”I want Daddddeee…” She’d had enough of me, and I of her. We got home, and she wanted grilled cheese. I told her we’d be having spaghetti. (She already knew she wasn’t getting PB&J since that’s what she gets when she participates). By then, Dave and Brandon came home. I’d been texting him while waiting for her to get her act together, so he knew what was going on. She was more calm by now, and she answered his questioning. She ate her lunch as instructed, drank her milk, and then I told her to go to sleep. She didn’t question, but did ask for her music. She said Daddy lets her listen at nap, which I didn’t know, but Dave confirmed. I turned it on, and that’s the last I heard of her. I went to take a nap, too, since her mood made me grumpy. She came to wake me up about an hour and a half later. I asked her where brother and Daddy were. She told me, “Daddy’s gardening, and Brandon’s sleeping.” I didn’t believe the latter part, but in any case, I let her sit with me. I told her about her having to stay home, while I took Brandon to the birthday party. She was okay with it, but she wanted to know what she’d be doing with Daddy. After about 30 minutes, Brandon came into the room, looking like he’d just woken up. To decrease your risk substitute your dairy milk with soy milk or give up the use of sildenafil uk https://pdxcommercial.com/oregon-tech-doldrums-job-growth-flatlines/job-growth/. 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He had a plate of nachos that I’d made him, along with a second helping of fruit. He’d already eaten a churro and tried to get another, but I told him he could have more fruit instead. I had him wait a bit longer in between #2 and the #3 round. More people showed up by then, so he had more things to do. At one point, I found Brandon sitting by Bailey who was crying. I didn’t know what was going on, and totally thought he caused her to cry. Little did I know, Julian was underneath her and something else had happened. I had to apologize to Brandon, who had a bewildered look as I was blaming him for making her cry. The next activity was a piñata. The little kids took their turns first, then when they’d all gone with the plastic bat, it was Brandon’s turn. Only Brandon didn’t want to participate. I tried to convince him, along with everyone else, but he was red in the face, totally embarrassed. I even tried to bribe him with a piece of candy if he tried. He declined again. Then, the twins went again, and Brandon decided he wanted to try. He was handed the bat, and then I had my camera ready. But suddenly, he started whacking at the piñata, and totally was lost in the moment. I started shouted for him to “STOP” but it took him several swings later for him to stop. In hindsight, he was right not to want to hit it. He still didn’t break it apart, but he did hit Theresa’s cousin on the hand (the holder) with the bat 🙁 Theresa brought out a big bat, and broke the piñata apart. Brandon didn’t race in there to get candy. He just watched as the little kids raced to fill their bags. He didn’t get anything! He didn’t WANT anything! He told me “Pez is in there!” But that was it. Finally, cake was brought out. I told him he’d made a good choice in not eating candy, because that meant he could have a piece of cake! He was definitely happy about that. He ate his cake, but not the frosting, and then we left. While we were driving home, I asked him about the piñata. He said, “I was just trying to hit the piñata.” I asked him if he heard me to tell him to stop. He said, “No. I was just trying to hit it!” Man, he was so focused! I reviewed with him that he can’t swing a baseball bat like that, or he won’t hit anything. He starts baseball next week, so I’m hoping this won’t ruin his baseball swing. We reviewed his food choices, and I commended him for passing on the candy! He said, “Ya, I saw the Pez, but it’s not good for your teeth. It’s like fun dip.” I told him that I was happy he didn’t choose the juice or candy. And that a little dessert like the cake and one piece of churro was plenty. I’m hoping he is convinced of that for himself. I told Dave about the piñata episode, and Dave thought it was a bad idea that I let him try to hit it. Lesson learned…leave it to the younger kids, or the one big one whose birthday it was! Brandon came home, and he took his bath and went straight to bed. Peyton was already sleeping. She ended up going out to dinner with Dave (turns out Robert and Julie saw them!!). They went out for Mexican food – they should have just come with us, had Peyton not been on supposed lock down.
