life is not always fun with a preschooler (I can’t believe she is not a toddler anymore)

Av was bad this weekend. Not herself at all. Not sure what in the world was going on. Jealously? Not feeling great? Tired? All of the above! She was sooooooooo whiny. She didn’t talk she whined. Everything she said was in a whiny tone. On Saturday she was tired and we were having the party that night so I wanted her to nap. She said she would if we put her PJ’s on. So I helped her put on her PJs with a pull up. I put her in bed with her books and went to vacuum the basement so football could be on down there while the party was going on. When I was done vacuuming I heard Camille screaming (she had been sleeping). I went upstairs to see what was going on. Av was completely naked in their bathroom brushing her teeth. Now you see the need for the tape on her diaper. She knows not to use that bathroom while Camille was sleeping. I got mad at her so she started screaming which really got Camille going. So frustrating when all you want your kids to do is nap so they will have a good time at the party you are throwing for them. I brought Av to the basement and left her there for a time out. Few minutes later she was sound asleep. Thankfully Camille went back to sleep too. On Sunday the whining continued. At Hubers when we got to the pumpkin patch our neighbors wanted to take some pictures of their kids so I wanted Av to give them a few minutes together as a family. She of course didn’t really understand but she would not come be with us. She threw a tantrum in the middle of the pumpkin patch which included biting me. Not usual Avery behavior. I picked her up and told her if she didn’t knock it off her and I were going home and leaving everyone else to have fun without her. She said fine. I could not believe it. Then I had to talk her into staying. Not at all how punishment is supposed to go. It really hurt my feelings though. I know she does not know any better but here we were trying to have fun as a family doing something that meant a lot to me and all she wanted to do was go home. John thankfully came over and took over with her. I was at about my wits end. Once back from the pumpkin patch we had a long talk with her and the rest of the day at Hubers was fun but it all started up again when we got home. She stood right in the middle of the kitchen and had an accident on purpose and then threw a fit when I would not go get clean clothes for her. Then after asking her several times to pick up her toys they ended up in the garbage. She didn’t even care until Mickey went in. Then she lost it. Yes we got them back out for her and yes they were in a clean garbage. Needless to say I was glad I had to work today.