Lliar liar pants on fire

That would be my Livi. I don't know what has gotten into her lately. She is always telling these stories for no apparent reason. It has really gotten bad this past week.

Today for example:
She told her teacher her brother made her sick. She didn't feel good. Mrs. Young asked me when I picked her up if Dylan had been sick because Alivia told her that her brother got her sick and she didn't feel good today. Alivia of course played along with her sad puppy dog face and said yeah I'm sick, Diggy got me sick. We get home and I ask her if she is still sick and she says "no I faked my teacher out". Nice one chicka!

She later tells me her pants fell down on the playground and everyone saw her panties. She even had to go hide in the train tunnel to pull her pants back up because everyone was laughing at her. I asked her if Mrs. Young saw and she changed her mind about that one.

When I was looking through her school work I noticed they used their scissors today. It has been pretty funny listening to how every week someone gets in trouble with the scissors. Last week Emily (Cams little sis) Cut her skirt up the week before a boy cut a big chunk out of the front of his hair etc... So I asked her if anyone got in trouble with their scissors today. She said "Yes Emily cut her hair and Mrs. Young made her go outside and told her she could never come back." Hello! I don't think the teacher is going to do this to a 4 year old. She may think it but I don't actually think she is going to do it. I ask her if I can call grandma to make sure Emily is ok. The story changes. No one got in trouble today.

I don't know where these stories come from but I sure hope this is a quick phase.

My little Dylan has not been much better. I hope he is at his peak of tantrums and it gets better from here. This past week we went to the mall to get some shoes and grab some lunch. Easy trip huh? Not really! Livi was crying and whining that she couldn't have every. single. thing. she saw and Dylan was just being a gigantic butt. Our miserable trip ended with Dylan screaming so loud and hard that he puked all over the two of us. He spent the rest of the day wearing Alivia's pink shirt. He knows he was being mean because when you ask him how his Mickey Mouse shirt got dirty he promptly tells you "I was screaming like this AAHHH! And then my mouth spit on my shirt and got it all dirty."

I hope the rest of the week gets better cause I am exhausted! The weather change isn't helping much either. The good thing is we get to go to Clubhouse Disney this Friday. It should be fun!