Wow, how is it possible that three short years ago it was just Jason, Oliver and I laying around the house. It was so quiet back then, so still. Now there is a constant energy, even when the girls are asleep they're like computers with that little wizzing noise always on stand by, at any moment ciaos could erupt. And at age 3, it often does. Payton was always a happy even tempered baby, never even that curious getting into things, just mellow and content. Oh how things have changed recently. Now she's constantly on one end or the other of the emotion pendulum. She loves with such vigor, often telling us that she loves us THIS much with her arm out as wide as she can stretch. She will list everyone she loves, Mommy, Daddy, Parker, Oliver, Marmar Barb, Papa, Marmar Jackie, Marmar Teresa, Papa, Charley, Leslie, Thomas, Annika...and the list goes ON. She loves to snuggle and give hugs and is totally in love with her baby sister. Then, at the drop of a hat she's in hysterics because she needs kitty (or milk, or a certain doll or anything else) and it's like the sky has just fallen. She's crying, and just destroyed. If you raise your voice to her over this mess, somehow she finds another level of hysterics that seemed unimaginable only moments ago. So as parents we scratch our heads. Are we supposed to yell louder, use MORE time outs, spank more? What is the answer?? We've taken to sending her to her room lately so that we don't have to listen to her, but getting her up there is a whole fiasco of it's own, and usually the punishment ends up creating a need for a whole additional discipline session as she refuses to accept it. I'm 100% certain that my own parents are laughing their butts off as they read this, as I believe my apple didn't fall far from the tree. With that said I often try to relate to her. I know that as a kid/teen/adult I've always been a bit on the emotional side myself. Now I look at her and I know how she feels, I know that harsh words just make me cry more, but what's a parent to do? Ah, only time will tell.
With all of that said I must also say that she is such an amazing kid. She is so charming and for the most part polite. She loves to talk to strangers, and I think she's going to live life by the motto "There is no such thing as a stranger, just a friend you haven't met." She's well behaved now (for the most part) and I actually enjoy taking her with me when I head out and about. She loves to dance and play dress up. She lives for time with her friends, and leaving them is often cause for a melt down as described above. At 3 years old she can swim like a fish, and has no fear of the water. She is a bit bossy, but think that's might be genetics well!
I love you baby girl!
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