Yesterday was a bad day

 What a bad day yesterday was. I was ripping out my hair all day. My 4yr old just about worked every nerve I had in my body yesterday. I can't figure out why this child is so bad. Let's see first she decides she's gonna empty her toybox.......all over the livingroom floor, and along with all her story books too. I asked her to pick them up, she tells me she's just too tired to do so. So, I say ok, I'll pick them up, and I did so. But only to avoid one of us tripping and getting hurt. S, I'm sitting at computer with a cup of coffee  reading journals, or at least trying to read them and miss rebecca decides to play with her lego blocks now, this is 150 lego blocks. There scattered every where on the floor, I ask her to clean those up, again I hear not right now, in a minute. Ok, I said no lego blocks picked up no cartoons. She decides she wants a snack, without asking she sneaks into kitchen and gets the big bowl of popcorn, i keep for a snack. I say don't make a mess and only eat a little bit, she says ok. Well a few minutes go by I turn around to look at her and OH MY GOSH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! There is an entire bowl of popcorn all over my floor and sofa. Not a small bowl either. You can put 10 pounds of potato's in this bowl. She tells me, it was an accident. So, I put away all the lego blocks, got out the vacuum and cleaned the livingroom. Now this is twice already I cleaned that livingroom and before breakfast at that! Ok, so I tell her I'm gonna make breakfast. She wants her maple sausages (3) of them and cinnamon raison toast. So, I get her breakfast done, sit her at the table, get my breakfast also, but i had scrambled myself an egg. She looks at my plate and says well where's my egg? I tell her she did'nt ask for an egg and she never eats it when I make it for her, therefore I'm not making her an egg. She says well then I'll have some of yours then. So, I give her half of my scrambled egg. I finish my piece of toast, and tell her to finish eatting, I was going to get dressed. I come back she's gone from the kitchen, and her plate has the egg on it still, half the sausage is on her plate and she only took 2 bites of her toast. The glass of applejuice I gave her was dumped on her plate. She does that so I don't make her finish hermeals. So, I scrape her plate into the trash can, and go into the livingroom. I about hit the ceiling, this time the lego blocks were out again, all over the floor and a large container holding about 300 crayons is dumped all over the floor too, along with about 10 coloring books. She looks up at me and says, oh sorry mommy it was an accident, but I'm too tired to clean now, so you can do it. I believe this child truely believes my only task in life is to clean up after her, lol. So, I now clean up this mess. I should have the cleaness livingroom in Philly, lol. Well, to take care of the mess situations I put her on computer for a while. That keeps her busy and out of trouble. While she's on computer, I cleaned up the kitchen. I make a glass of lemon water on ice, sit on couch to relax. I was'nt sitting no more than 5 minutes and she says, she wants lunch. It's only 11:am, so I say ok lunch, no problem. I make her a ham and cheese sandwich, plus I have to put a slice of cheese and a slice of ham on her plate too with the sandwich. I pour her a glass of milk. I tell her sit and eat, mommy is gonna go check the mail. In that sweet little innocent voice, she says ok mommy. I go check the mail, no mail yet come back in house and go into kitchen, wow she ate her sandwich, good girl I told her. She hands me her glass, I say you want more milk? She says yes because.............. her sandwich accidentally fell into her glass of milk and now she can't drink it. Hmmmmmmm I look into the glass and almost her entire sandwich was in this glass. By now this child has worked about a zillion and one nerves. So, I clean her up and she goes down for a nap. I pour a glass of iced tea, go in livingroom and sit for a few minutes, my head is pounding now. I close my eyes for like 2 minutes, and I hear a noise. I get up and catch this darling demon child of mine running from the kitchen. I follow her, she jumps into bed covers up and says she was doing nothing. Yea right, she is sneaking around and shes doing nothing. She hiding her hand from me, so I'm thinking she must of gotten into the oreo's. So I grab her arm and look. Nope not oreo's, she had a fist full of creamy peanutbutter, which was now all over her linens in her bed due to hiding her hand from me. So into the bathroom she is taken to wash her up, change her clothes and change the linens on her bed. Back into bed she goes, I tell her get to sleep or there's no cartoons. I come back to livingroom, sit down and try to relax. I close my eyes just for a few minutes and I'm smelling an all too familiar smell, I go check and she's not in her bed, where is she? She's in the bathroom with my bottle of perfume spraying it on everything. She sprayed so much of it I had to open the window. Well, this time I smacked her hand, cause she could of gotten it in her eyes or mouth. I put her back to bed, she starts screaming, "I hate you, I want you to go away and it can be just me and my daddy"!! Is'nt she just the most darling child.........NOT!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's 4:30pm and guess what? She never went to sleep, so I get her up. Her daddy walks in the door a few minutes before 5:pm. This ever so loving child of mine, starts out saying Hi Daddy how was your day, guess what mommy said? He says, What did mommy say? This child looked right at her daddy and said, "Mommy said she's gonna smack you in the eye". Oh my gosh, I never said that either. He looks at me and says really? I told him if you wanna believe her go right ahead and do so. So he asks her what she did today. She tells him she was a good girl, helped mommy clean and ate all her breakfast and lunch and snack. I just shook my head, I was too tired to tell him the real truth, lol. I'm hoping he knows that this child was lieing. Well, that was my day yesterday. Today she won't be working my nerves, we're taking a walk to my daughter Emma's. She won't dare do anything bad there, cause her big sister gets on her for it. Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, gotta love the big sister, lol. Well, gonna get ready and go now, take care all.