Showing posts with label kids. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kids. Show all posts

Sunday, January 3, 2010

We Are A Non-Booger Eating Family!

I think that all kids at least try to get away with booger eating at least once. It's like a cult. They see another little kid doing it. The other child looks like they are enjoying themselves, so why not give it a try. This grosses me out, to the point I want to throw up.

Faith went through a little phase, of this and I had told her everytime I caught her she would have to stand in the corner. It didn't last long with Faith. That, and I jokingly told her it would make worms grow in her stomach and then she would have to go to the DR. Faith HATES, going to the DR. Usually, it takes three people to hold her down, but that is another story in itself.

So Keira, saw her buddy, boogie eating, and I guess she thought she would find it a perfect time to join the Booger Eating Kids of America (feeling sick again, LOL). Especially, with the cold and all. I politely asked my three year old to stop. Two seconds later she is at it again. I started chanting we are a non-booger eating family. Eventually, I had her saying it too. I haven't caught her doing it again. Instead, as I type she is blowing raspberries on my face and rubbing the spit in. Who would have thought you would need a strong stomach to be Mom :)

Saturday, January 2, 2010

Poop on the Finger


My darling Keira Loren is almost 3 1/2 years, she is sweet as blueberry pie, 95% of the time. The other 5%, well you better watch out. If you make that kid mad, she is pretty explosive.
Well, a few nights ago she had been in a bad mood all day. Which is very out of character for her. All day she had been kicking, hitting, throwing tantrums, and telling us she hated us. Yes, that starts early, especially with an older sibling. I don't usually give her time outs. They work well with Faith, but with Keira she is stubborn, and will follow you kicking and hitting, so I usually take a favorite toy away for the day.
It was right before bed time, I don't remember what she did, but Matt gave her a time out. Well, her three minute time out ended up being about 30 minutes, because she refused to stay on the couch. I usually have to go upstairs, because she will scream and cry for me the whole time. Anyways, to show her temper she stripped off her clothing and threw it Matt. By the way, she has her Daddy's temperament. This part is gross, so don't read it if your easily grossed out. Then she proceeds to hand Matt a turd.
When Matt came upstairs and told me this I had to laugh. The poor girl had a terrible day. Had me in tears, and proceeds to hand Daddy a turd. Gross!
I choose this picture, but she is usually loaded down with accessories. I love that kid :).