Olivia and I are having some girl time this week. I'm home from work while everyone else is in England for "The Big Meeting" and while we were driving around doing some errands yesterday, she began discussing a very serious topic.
Mommy, I don't like being three so much any more.
I fought the urge with all that I had to stop myself from agreeing with her, and asked instead, Why? What don't you like about being three?
Well, it makes me too serious.
Being three makes you too serious?
Yes, so I don't like being three so much. I will like being four though.
What about being four will be better than being three?
It will be easier on my ears to listen and I will be much more cooperative so I won't have to be so serious.
You know, you don't have to wait until you are four to listen and cooperate better? You can do that now and we can all have a lot more fun.
Yeah, I know, but I think I'll wait until I'm four.
sigh. Maybe we should have her 4th birthday party early? Like 3 months early?
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Last night I got really mad at Kaira, (the 11 year old Husky). I know that she is getting older and she is starting to have some bladder "issues", but it still really ticks me off when I find an accident. Especially when she pulls one of her old tricks like barking at the back door, and then when I go to let her out, she runs away. Time after time after time. Grrr.
Anyway, last night I found an accident in the guest room while we were all upstairs getting the kids ready for bed. Frustrated, I yelled "something" and stomped downstairs to get the steam cleaner. I got everything all cleaned up while Dave put the kids to bed, and then I went in to sing songs to Jake.
Before I could even start singing, Jake called me out on it. Mommy? yeah..... why did you say Gosh Darnit? whew!
Yes, that is actually what I said. I guess my efforts to watch my potty mouth have finally taken hold. Dag nabbit.
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Geriatric animals will bring the potty mouth out in anyone.
Hey, look, I made an unintentional pun! I rock!
I have long suspected that Bissel exists because of old critters.
Right now I have two old cats. A couple of years back, I had an 18 year old dog. Steam cleaning is nearly a daily affair.
Even now, one of my cats will go somewhere, then the dog things, HEY! Fair game. Grrrrrrr.
My quick, "I don't have time for this" solution in carpeted areas involves slapping a huge bathtowel on the offending puddle, and piling lots of flat heavy items on the towel. This soaks up nearly all the pee and then you can steam clean when you have a chance.
The critters hit my hardwood, and everything comes to a halt to clean.
I curse like a sailor, but have perfected using my favorite alternative for damn:
JAM!
As in "Jam-it"
LOL (:
Your daughter is way too cute and smart for her own good...I agree, move the birthday party ahead!!!!
Thanks for sharing.
I have 2 old dogs, so I get it, totally.
I love the convo with the 3 year old, that's great.
I had a long discussion with my Princess about relationships; stepsisters, half-sister, etc. It so funny how kids think that stuff works.
I have a geriatric girl myself, so I can sympathize with you. It is still frustrating!
LOL, I love it that your daughter has put so much thought into it. Kids are awesome...I love hearing their thoughts and discoveries on life. So funny.
Sorry to hear about your pup. I would sympathize about pet troubles, but I am still in la la land about my kitties. I would go nuts if I were allergic to them. Still, I hope that doggy of yours gets better! No more talking potty about pee pee, ya hear : )
LOL! We told Gannon his whiner (not his weiner) is going to fall off when he turns three. When we went to the dr to check his throat after the tonsillectomy they confirmed it was getting close ☺
I still have no idea why the saying is "terrible two's".. It's THREE that is crazy!
That is so sweet she wants to be 4 :0)
mp- I totally agree.....3 for both my kids has been the age that has been the most challenging. Verbal skills and attitude to go with it. Once my son hit four it was like he saw the light and realized if he followed the rules he could do pretty much what he wanted. Duh.
Can Olivia come over to have a talk with my four year old?
I don't even want to start thinking about the accidents that are ahead of me with our 11 year old sweetie. We just got out of the accidents with the 6 month old puppy that still chews on everything in sight, including our padded BBQ grill cover. What kind of dog chews on what amounts to a foam sheet? Weird.
You gotta love it when they think turning a year old is going to make that much of a difference. LOL! Sorry you are having to deal with the messes of an older dog. I bet it's like deja vu of when she was a pup. Problem is it won't get better. My daughter for a while tried to get me to substitute my curse words with Spongebob's - barnacle, etc. I wish I could say it worked, but it didn't.
I feel for you on the aging animals, we have a 11 year old persian cat who can't hold her bowels very well, lets just say a really long hair cat and the runs is not pretty!!!
Oh, and my favorite word substitution is Cheese and Rice instead of Jesus Christ.
Good luck on Olivia holding true to her word when she turns 4!
What a gal! Would it be so wrong to convince her that she is already 4 or that tomorrow is her birthday???
Please tell olivia i don't like three all that much either. I hope 4 is better:)
Good Morning-Have crossed paths with you a couple of times-enjoyed your poetry. I have had old pets. Makes me sad when they feel soo sad about accidents. I always know somethings up when both of them hide.
I have taken to saying "Oh my goodness!" which I think makes me sound, like, 105.
I'll trade you a two year old cat that likes to spray her pee on every vertical surface in the house (YES - a FEMALE cat that sprays her urine!) for your 11 yo dog. At least I'd know I wouldn't have too many more years to put up with it. Shit - I didn't mean that in a cruel way, and I KNOW you will really dread the day when Kiera (did I spell that right - I'm on the comment page and can't see the post) is gone - I'm just SO SICK of the PISSING CAT!!!! Especially on my BRAND NEW KITCHEN CABINETS AND KITCHEN FLOOR! Cat pee down in the cracks between gorgous bloodwood floor boards. Just freaking fantastic! ARGHHHHH
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