The First Runaway Attempt

Last time Savannah got mad at Corey she said, "Dad!  I never, ever want to see you again!"  He said, "Well, we'll miss you.  Good luck!"  She stormed angrily into the next room.  Literally 2 minutes later she walks back in and says, "I guess I want to see you again.  Want to play a game?"  She obviously meant business.

The most hated part

Today, we had the same standard fight over Lily and the stuffed kitties.  After Savannah tried to hold her down and hurt her, she was sent to time out and told no more kitties for the rest of the day.  This of course angered her and she started sputtering about hatred again.  We've talked a lot about how hating people isn't okay, so she was trying.

As she was trying to finish her sentence, I asked, "You hate consequences?"

"Well, yes, of course I hate consequences! You know that!  But, I also hate your, your, your socks!"

Ouch.

Naming the Dog

We got a puppy!

The girls love the puppy, the puppy loves the girls, it's wonderful.

Corey and I went and looked at the puppy without the girls.  We didn't want Savannah to meet a bad dog and then be shattered when we didn't get it. We went and the first puppy we saw was HYPER.  I was getting worried.  Then we met the other one.  She is so sweet and mellow.  I fell in love.  On the way home, I told Corey we had to pick her name then and there or Savannah would take it over instantly and when she names her toys she calls them things like "Ma moo" and "Nee naw".  So, we picked Luna (after Luna Lovegood).

We brought the puppy to the girls.  They were both so excited!  Savannah started hugging and kissing and saying, 

"Before I had my own puppy, I always wanted a puppy just like this puppy!"

And then she said,

"I can't believe it! I haven't even thought of what I am going to name my puppy! Hmm, what's a good name? Hmmm, hmmm.  I know! 'Flower!' That's a perfect name for her!"

Corey and I exchanged looks and he said, "What do you think about the name Luna Flower?"

She said, "I like it!"

We're just glad the dog isn't named "Troe Mee".

The Haircut

My hair has been long and brown for a long time.  But, I wanted a change.  So, I warned Savannah that I might make my hair short and blonde.  She seemed fine with it.

I got brave and I chopped it off and highlighted it!  I was so excited to come home and show my family.  I walked in and heard:

"Nooooooooooo!  You can't be blonde!  Go back to brown! Go back to brown! I hate your hair so much!!!"

I kind of just ignored her.  Then she found the ponytail that I brought home to donate and followed me around with it sobbing that she wanted me to glue it back on.   

Bargaining away the baby

Savannah has been super into building with blocks lately.  She loves building elaborate "towns".  One day, Lily found a town and quickly demolished it.  Normally, I make a comment about her being a monster or something and we laugh about it, but not this time.  Savannah was beyond upset.  She was sobbing uncontrollably as I tried to calm her down.  Then she said,

"I'm going to put Lily in the garbage!"

"Savannah, you can't.  Think about how sad she would be in the garbage; she would really miss her family."

"Fine.  You go find her a new family with a mom, dad, and big sister."

"I'm not going to do that either;  I love her too much."

"Mom!  These are the choices!  You either find her a new family, or I will throw her in the garbage.  She will go to the dump and burn forever (someone has been watching too much Toy Story 3...).  What do you choose?!?"

We instead chose to give her some space until she decided to keep her sister around.

The Seals on the Bus

Savannah learned a new song at preschool about the Seals on the Bus.  She gave it her own twist though...

Why I deserve to go to jail

Remember the kitties? Yeah, who could forget them, right? They control my life. Seriously. My awesome sister heard that Lily never got to play with her kitty, and so she decided to buy MORE KITTIES.  A few my days ago, we got three beanie baby kitties in mint condition. They are Lily's, which causes some problems.

Last night, I was getting ready to take Lily up to bed. I gave her the three kitties. Savannah flipped. She started screaming about how she wants 8 kitties, not 5. And then the inevitable happened. She screamed, "I hate you, Mommy!"  I calmly said, "I'm sorry to hear that, I love you very much," and I took Lily upstairs. 

That should be enough, right? The little girl I gave birth to and have loved so much screamed that she hated me. What else could she possibly say?

But, apparently simply hating me wasn't enough. I overheard her tell Corey, "I want to lock mom up in jail with the longest key ever so she dies."  Well, alrighty then. Corey told her that if she said that again she'd lose a bunch of toys so she stopped. But, holy crap! How vindictive is that? She's only 3!

Anyhow, I put Lily to sleep. Nothing makes a baby appear sweeter than an older kid who wants you dead. Then I went back downstairs. As soon as Savannah saw me she said, "Oh Mommy, I really, truly love you. I don't actually hate you. I am glad you're my mommy." And then she hugged me. Obviously, Corey put her up to it, but she sounded sincere enough. I told her that I loved her too. Then I casually mentioned, "So, you don't want me to go to jail anymore?" Corey groaned, "Oh, you heard that part?" Savannah said, "Well, no, probably not. If you went to jail, me and Lily might get kidnapped."

I knew I was good for something!