Daddy

Livy Lou loves her daddy. All morning she kept saying,

"I just love my daddy. I want to see him. I just want my daddy."

"Daddy's at work, baby."

"But I love him!"

"You'll see him tonight, OK?"

"But I just want my daddy."

How sweet and pitiful is that??

Then during breakfast she actually broke down and cried because she missed him. So, like any good mom would do, I tried to comfort her and tell her everything was OK I snapped a picture...

Just kidding! OK, I did take her picture, but I held her through the rest of breakfast and even bought her a toy!
 

Drew went fishing in a tournament tonight. He had just messaged me to say he was on his way home when Livy came in the living room and said,

"I need to get my daddy back so he can kiss my cheek cause my cheek hurts!"

"Daddy's on his way home."

"He is?? That'll be so fun!"

She does have the best daddy. 

 

 

I Thought You Were Happy?

Before I begin this story I'd like to share a little fact about Livy Lou. Whenever I get on to her for doing something wrong, she always comes back with,
"But but, I love to ___________!" (whatever that may be)

So tonight, she had been laying in bed with her daddy watching TV while I was finishing up a few things on the computer. She walked in the office and told me she needed to potty, so I sent her to the bathroom... like I always do. She has mastered using her stool to climb up on the potty, wipe, flush, and pull her pants back up all by herself. So I didn't think another thing about it. Then a few seconds later I heard,
"Mama! Come look!"

I walked in her bathroom and she pointed at the floor.
"What did you do?"
"I just tee-tee'd on the floor!"
"Why did you do that???"
"Because I love to tee-tee on the floor!"
"No you don't! No one loves to tee-tee on the floor!  I cannot believe you just did that. Is that good or bad?"
"Bad..."
"Livy you know better than that! This has made me so sad!"
(with tears building up) "But but, I thought you were happy??"
"No ma'am, this has made me so sad."

Then I saw it coming. It was like slow motion, and it was funny and pitiful all at the same time. Her little face started to squish up, tears started rolling down her cheeks, and I could tell she was devastated that I wasn't happy with her. It breaks my heart when I have to get on to her! I guess Livy has spoiled me because honestly, there are very few times a day that I have to correct her. She's so sweet and caring, and she always wants to make me happy. She is definitely a people pleaser!

Earlier tonight we were playing UNO Moo with her. We had been playing for a while when Drew got stuck and couldn't play. Livy immediately handed her last piece to her daddy and said,
"Here ya go, Daddy. You can have mine!"

I thought it was so sweet. She was willing to lose the game just so her Daddy could win. I just love her thoughtful caring heart!

Heavy Jesus

Last night was pretty bad... we hardly slept at all. We're trying to keep Livy in her bed, and break her from the habit of climbing in our bed in the middle of the night. We were making progress until Drew and I had to go out of town this weekend. I guess one night away from home made her completely forget everything... that goes for sleeping and obeying. It has definitely been interesting around here since we all got back home. I think my sweet little girl is still at Pappy and Annie's house somewhere, and we brought home her crazy evil twin! Hopefully, this screaming-fit-throwing phase will pass as quickly as it arrived!

One funny moment from last night's nightmare struggle... she was standing in the middle of her room, with her over sized t-shirt and hair pulled up in a messy bun (she still looked as cute as ever) screaming and crying! I walked in and told her to get back in bed and lay down. She was so upset she could barely talk, but between gasps of air she said,
"But... I'm... happy... now!"
I said, "Uhh, I don't think you're happy. Now get back in bed." She replied,
"But... I'm... really... really... happy!"
What do you say to that?! She always finds a way to make me laugh!

This morning I was talking to her about how ugly she was acting last night. I reassured her that she can sleep in her bed by herself, and I expected her to go to sleep without screaming tonight. I also explained to her that it makes Mama and Daddy very sad when she disobeys. Here's how the conversation went:

"Livy, when you don't mind Mama and Daddy it makes us very sad, and it also makes Jesus sad."
"It makes Jesus sad?"
"Yes, Jesus wants you to mind Mama and Daddy."
"But... Jesus is so heavy to me."
"What? Why?"
'Because I just can't carry Him. He's too heavy to me."
"Baby, you don't have to carry Jesus. Jesus carries you!"
"Jesus loves me?"
"Yes, He loves you a lot!"
"Aww, I want to see Jesus tomorrow."
"Well, we probably won't see Him tomorrow. He lives in heaven with God, remember?"
"But it would make me happy. I want to see Him tomorrow at 4 o'clock... ok, ok?"

Wouldn't that be awesome? If we could just set up an appointment and visit with Jesus? I love how little minds think! Here's to hoping tonight will be better! :)

Who could stay mad at this cutie pie?? I just love her!