I FINALLY found an SD card that I had lost. It had some pic's on it and I just added them to dropshots but you'll never know unless you go back to these dates and check.
Look at September 19th, 20th, and 22nd. Please keep in mind I am neither photographer nor model...nor hair dresser! LOL!
How did I find such a tiny thing in a house of chaos and clutter you ask? Well, I asked myself the same thing. "It's gone, " I resigned. But just when all hope was lost, Taylor never ceases to amaze me.
I was putting Ashlyn down for bed and Brodie wasn't home. I left Taylor in the living room watching a kids show that she can NEVER peel herself away from, not even for a sucker! So, as usual, I assumed she'd be fine. She always is. As I put Ashlyn in her bed and covered her up, I heard a loud CRASH!!! "What was that?" I wondered, praying it didn't wake Ashlyn up and Taylor was bleeding.
When I get into the living room I see one of my $200 lamps lying on the floor and Taylor is starring at it saying, "Mommy, Mommy. I broke it!" First of all, good for her for telling the truth. Secondly, there was glass everywhere from the bulb that had shattered. And as I leaned down to pick up the lamp, guess what I saw. Yep, that little, tiny, white SD card! Yeah, Taylor! She found it!
Now, of course she got scolded for touching the lamp that she has been told a bazillion times never to touch. But, I told her she was a good girl for telling mommy the truth, not that she understands "truth" yet.
Now, onto the other stories topic. Taylor, yes beautiful, precious, Taylor, has been so unbelievably hard to deal with lately. She is openly defying me, just trying to push her boundaries. I scold her, swat her, give her time out...nothing is working. She just isn't minding, she's blatantly doing what she knows is wrong. I know this because as soon as I reach for the wooden spoons she starts doing right again. So, I know it's not a communication thing. She's just testing me.
Well, last night momma got fed up with being tested.
Now, I warn you, the next part is hard to read for those of you who sympathize with her and not me!
Taylor and Ashlyn were in the bath together. The entire time I kept having to tell her to be careful, watch out for sister, don't splash sister, give Ashlyn room, etc. She was just acting up and doing this to get attention. Yes, it's for attention, I know this. Anyway, I got Ashlyn out and put her to bed while Taylor stayed in the tub playing. After I put Ashlyn down, which only takes about 10 minutes max, I went back in the bathroom with Taylor. I tried playing games with her, talking to her, getting her to talk to me. She was only interested in doing what SHE wanted to do, and that was flipping like an alligator in the tub, splashing as much water on the floor as possible. I had told her and told her...AND TOLD HER to stop splashing water on the floor. I didn't care if she spun, just don't do it so hard. All I needed is one more mess to clean up. Well, stopping splashing just wasn't on her list of things she wanted to do so she kept on. And then, it happened. She splashed so hard that water flew out of the tub on right on my head, soaking my entire pajama set. OH MY GOD! HAVE MERCY ON THIS CHILD CAUSE IT IS ABOUT TO GET BAD IN HERE!
I jerked that naked baby up out of that water and gave her a hard lick with every word, "I. TOLD. YOU. NOT. TO. SPLASH. WATER. ON. THIS. FLOOR!" She commenced to crying like her life was over. I was so angry that I walked out of the room and went into Ashlyn's room to calm down. I stayed in there for a few minutes and listened to her sob the entire time. Her cry went from, "Ouch, she just hit me...and it hurts!" to..."my feelings are really, really hurt. why did she do that?" So, I felt bad for her. I don't ever want to hurt her feelings. I went back in there and gave her a big huge and kissed her. I explained that she had not been minding mommy and I couldn't take it anymore. When I tell her to do something she had better mind me or she would get a spanking just that bad. Now, I wouldn't really do that but lemme tell ya. It must have put the fear of God in her because she has been the BEST KID today! I mean I couldn't ask for a more well behaved child. She even opened all my doors for me today! LOL!
So, I guess every once in a while you still have to remind them whose boss, in what ever way works for your child.
And yes, we are both okay now.
