Dear Jesus, I not thank you for the food cause we're not eating. Please give mommy and daddy lotsinjury. Please give me lotsinjury. Help me obey. Help my heart love Jesus. Help me sleep good. Amen!"
errr...'lotsinjury' means Lots of Energy. It took me till the end of the prayer to translate that myself.
We had pasta tonight, and I made her eat a bunch of it, telling her that it would give her lots of energy when she went outside to play with Daddy. It was a battle of blood, sweat, and tears for some reason. She did not want to cooperate with anything that I said. She literally picked fights tonight, and I'm unsure of the reasoning behind that. Makes me scared of the things to come!

She was cranky today - no nap. She kept asking me if I was "fusterated" with her, and I kept telling her I was not. One time today, she just announced to me that she was going to whine. I was so shocked I had no comment.
You know when they know they're whining, you have issues!
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