CootieGirl has some sort of bug bite on the back of her leg. I saw it last night when she came home from daycare – it was all red and swollen and infected. So I marched her upstairs, drained it (and drained it and drained it), put some antiseptic on it and slapped on a bandaid. She was NOT happy – the draining part really scared her because 1) it hurt and 2) it was gross.

So tonight I needed to clean it again because I could tell that there was more infection in there. She screamed bloody murder when I went to take off the bandaid. After a 15 minute battle (which included every method in the book to get access to the back of her leg) I was able to get the bandaid off but then she wouldn’t let me drain it. CootieDad finally took pity on CootieGirl and came up to help me calm her down, but she did NOT want me to look at the bite. I told her I needed to clean it and put on the medicine and she wailed, “Medicine goes in MY MOUTH, not on my LEG!” I tried to explain this was a different kind of medicine and she was not havin’ it.

Out of patience and sweating because three humans were cooped up in a tiny bathroom, I grabbed her leg and attempted to get the bite drained, but she squirmed too much and I just couldn’t deal with it anymore. So I put on some antiseptic and a new bandaid.

Fortunately she forgave me and gave me a hug before she went downstairs, happy to have a new Dory bandaid on her leg.

Today CootieGirl got her toenails painted, her fingernails painted AND she got two tattoos. And a big hug and kiss from Mama. Why?

She told me she needed to go potty then proceeded to use said potty for BOTH bodily functions. Have we had a breakthrough? Only time will tell, but I couldn’t have gushed more than if it was her graduation day and she had earned summa cum laude.

Yesterday afternoon the whole family was playing in the kids’ room after their baths (thus the wet hair) and we had CootieGirl make faces showing different emotions like happy and sad. This is her scared-but-trying-not-to-laugh face:

So yesterday CootieGirl threw some toys. And not light toys like the Dory and Nemo squooshie toys that are featured in the video I posted a couple days ago. And she didn’t throw them in the air like she throw the squooshies either. No, this is a 12″ Dora the Explorer plastic doll that she threw over the stair railing which landed about a foot away from CootieBoy. If it had hit him it would have definitely hurt. So I lectured CootieGirl and told her the impending punishment: Throw another toy in the house, and that toy will get thrown into the garbage and you will never see it again.

A few minutes later she came down the stairs with some number index cards. She held them over the railing and sang out, “Oh Moooommmmmmmyyyy!” I looked at her and she had this devilish little smile on her face. “Don’t do it,” I warned her. Seconds later the cards were scattering around the floor. I walked over and began calming picking up all the cards – at one point she even helped. Once all the cards were gathered, I said, “Follow me,” and we went into the kitchen.

I proceeded to put the cards in a ziploc baggie and while she watched I threw them in the garbage. I said, “See? I told you not to throw toys in the house anymore. This will happen every time you throw a toy.”

She started crying and whining, and I said, “Do you need to go upstairs for a nap?” She sniffed and wailed, “No, I need a time out!”

It was all I could do not to laugh out loud. I escorted her to the steps where she sat while I took CootieBoy upstairs to change his diaper. I then put CootieBoy down for a nap and came downstairs and gave CootieGirl a hug and explained once more why I threw out the cards.

She didn’t throw another toy the rest of the day, although Ace told me she did throw a toy last night while I was upstairs changing CootieBoy’s diaper and getting him ready for bed. But since I didn’t witness it, I couldn’t punish her.

And no, the cards didn’t stay in the garbage – that’s why I put them in the ziploc. I just pulled them out and hid them away. She’ll get them back eventually.

You may recall a long time ago I posted a video of the kids playing and screaming. Well, here’s the latest…

Another Screaming Contest

This is a Windows Media Video file.

Okay, so the old Cootiepie site is back up. Comments still are not working at all. I’m not able to post at Cootiehog.com at all right now, and don’t know when that’ll be up again. But be aware that we ARE working on the problem and hope to have it resolved soon.

Thanks.

Just wanted to let folks know that comments have been temporarily disabled as we begin to move Cootiepie into a new blogging software. So if you have any questions or comments that you REALLY need to share, don’t hesitate to email me.

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