Tanning Fiasco:

So I am the biggest dork and I honestly don’t know what I do wrong sometimes. That spray tan that they say is basically fool proof indicates that I am a fool. It’s a good thing that the weather has been chilly because I have had to wear long sleeves and pants all week long. I don’t know what I did but I have a huge tan line on my arms and then the undersides of my lower arms are white. The bottom half of my legs did not tan at all except for 2 softball sized blotches one on my calf and one right behind my knee. The upper part of my legs has a nice swirl design to it. My face turned out okay though so that’s a good thing. I have two more tans left and I am not sure if I am brave enough to use them or not. I probably will though because I hate wasting money.

Crawling:

Daija is finally starting to crawl. I have suspected for quite some time that she is a secret crawler since she can get from one side of the room to the other when no one is looking. She is a very funny girl and loves feet. So in order to get her to crawl I wiggle my toes and she tries to come and get them. She will also try to get cell phones so we usually throw one of those down as well. I tried getting a video of her crawling but my cell phone is special and all you can see is a little white blob moving around on the screen.

Watching Daija learn to crawl on the hardwood floor was the best. At first she was getting frustrated but then she realized that if she moved her hands forward she could just slide her legs along the floor. Uncle Andy and Jessica came home right after she had made her new discovery and she tried to crawl after them. She made it to the kitchen but then got distracted by the shoe pile and I had to go grab her before she put the shoes in her mouth. (She loves shoes as much as she loves feet.)

Aaliyah from Hell:

Aaliyah has not wanted to take her naps for the past couple days. She tells me that they are boring and she doesn’t want to do them. On Wednesday she woke up Daija and as a result had to go to time out. Of course she wouldn’t go and kept getting off the chair as I was trying to get Daija to go back to sleep. I ended up having to shut her in her room hoping that she would sleep on her bed. Aaliyah has learned to open her door, something she has not been able to do before because it sticks. Anyway, she opened her door and smugly told me that she had peed on her bed. She comes out of her room and there is pee all over her pants which means she had to have pulled her pull up down in order to do it. By this time I have had it with her and told her that if she didn’t knock it off I was going to spank her. Her response as she turns around and sticks out her butt, “That’s ok you can spank me. Katie I will let you spank me, its ok.” At this point I don’t know whether to laugh or to cry. I really had no intention of spanking the girl so I simply told her to go sit on the chair or I was going to call Jordan. I went into her room and there was no pee on her bed. I guess she must have sat on her pants while she was peeing. I will take what I can get though because I was not looking forward to washing all her bedding.

When Jamie got home I told her about Aaliyah and when I got to the spanking part Aaliyah piped up and told Jamie that I spank her all the time, every day and that’s why she told me it was ok for me to spank her again. What a little punk.

Thursday morning I get to the house and Aaliyah is already awake, hooray. Usually she goes back to sleep around 7 but not that day. Instead she throws a temper tantrum because I won’t let her have pizza for breakfast. I have no idea where the girl got the idea from but she decided to stick her 3 fingers down her through and make herself gag in an attempt to get her way. Who does that???

Closing:
I think that about sums up my week. Oh wait, my mom sold her house and has 2 weeks to get everything moved out. She called me on Friday to inform me that she has sold some of my stuff. Ummm thanks for selling of my stuff mom. I guess it’s not as bad as when my step dad D.I.ed my crystal but still it’s my stuff and I think I should decide whether it stays or goes. I guess I will be moving my stuff to my dad’s until we can hopefully get my grandma’s house.

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