It was either sleep or a slow boat back to Vietnam. Isabella was HORRIBLE today. Horrible with a capital H O R R I B L E. If she stamped her foot once, she stamped it 100 times. If she said the word "hate" once, she said it 1000 times. It all started this morning over the potty. "Please go to the bathroom, Isabella." "I DON'T HAVE TO GO TO THE BATHROOM!!! I HATE THE TOILET. I AM NOT GOING TO THE BATHROOM." Meanwhile, I pick her up and put her on and she GOES!! BUT, she screams the entire time that she HATES going to the bathroom. The crying continues the entire time I do her hair, put her tights and dress on and slip on her shoes. I finally can't take it anymore and put her in her room to cry it out.
It didn't get much better this afternoon. I was racing around getting everyone ready for a video shoot at our church (they are doing a piece on adoption and encouraging everyone to give 1% of their income). They wanted to video tape us talking about our experience. I told Isabella that she either had to smile and be good in front of the camera or get a spanking. I soon hear her say, "Spank me. I don't want to smile." Luckily, she was adorable, if not a little wild. That cute behavior ended, though, when we got to dinner. She spilled her milk ALL over our feet, sucked the butter off of a sharp knife, cried about 5 times, and refused to eat her dinner. Nice. I actually drove about 20 minutes off the beaten path hoping she would fall asleep before we got home. I drove so long, Elisabeth feel asleep! The monster finally closed her eyes about a mile before I was ready to give up.
And you wonder why I am still up at 11:40??? Enjoying the peace and quiet!!!!
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