Brynlee figured out how to buckle her own car seat about a month or so before Kyla was born and she hasn't had help doing it since. There was one day when we were planning on going to visit grandma later that day after lunch. I told Brynlee about it and she was all ready to go first thing that morning. I was cleaning up the house when I realized that she was missing. Annalyn didn't even know where she was. We went outside to look for her and I almost started to panic when I couldn't find her. I finally checked in the van and there she was, bucked in her seatbelt. She can't unbuckle it so she was stuck. Luckily it was cool since it was still early in the morning and she was fine. In fact, she threw a huge fit when I unbuckled her and made her get out of the car. She wanted to wait in there until after lunch time when I would be ready to go. I hope she doesn't do that again.
Whenever Brynlee doesn't get her way, there is usually a huge melt down from her. If Annalyn gets the pink cup, gets to pick the show they watch, or if she plays with the toy Brynlee wants, Brynlee gets very upset and tries her best to get Annalyn to trade. The other day Annalyn got the cup with the pink lid and Brynlee threw a huge fit. Eventually she gave her cup to Anna and took the cup that Annalyn had. Annalyn started crying and Brynlee looked at Annalyn and said, "Anna, you get what you get and you don't get upset!" She tells Anna that a lot but she needs to take her own advice.
I cut my finger on a pair of scissors the other day and as soon as Brynlee noticed the band aid on my finger she questioned me about it.
B: "What happened to your finger mom?"
Me: "I cut it on those scissors."
B:"Oh, well I think maybe you need to use some of my little scissors next time."
Me: "There was something sticky on the scissors and I tried to scrape it off. That is how I cut myself."
B:"Yeah mom, that is why you should never do that."
My mom took Brynlee to the movies the other day with my sister Heather and her kids. Later that day Heather told me that as soon as Brynlee got to her house she whispered to Heather and told her that she was wearing pink panties. Then Brynlee looked down at Heather's toes, gasped, and exclaimed. "My pink panties match your pink toes."
On that same trip to the movies my mom let Brynlee talk to my sister Alesha on the phone and I guess Alesha was talking to Brynlee about her birthday that was coming up. Brynlee told Alesha that she was going to get her a horse for her birthday and then asked "do you want a horse or a unicorn for your birthday?" In the end Brynlee's gift was a slumber party with Brynlee and her packed suitcase. When I picked Brynlee up from the sleep over she first of all wanted me to leave and she told me she was going to stay there for five more days.
My sister Alesha had a birthday back in July and my dad started to sing Happy birthday to her during dinner. Brynlee scolded grandpa and told him he shouldn't be singing that song since it wasn't time for the cake yet. My dad looked at Alesha and said
Grandpa: "I am so sorry. I am so sorry Alesha."
Alesha: "Why are you sorry?"
Brynlee: "Grandpa was just singing to you. That was his mistake but he is soooo sorry."
Brynlee woke up early one morning, crawled into my bed, gave me a huge hug, breathed in really deep and exclaimed. "Mom, your boobies smell really good. But don't worry, I am not going to eat them." Thanks for the reassurance Brynlee.
Brynlee brought her purse to church with her one Sunday and she had a little blue comb and her doll in it. While we were in the hall getting some copies made for my primary lesson, Brynlee went right up to the primary president and told her;
B: "Sister Hellewell, I think your hair looks a little bit crazy." (Her hair looked great so I wasn't sure what she was talking about.) Brynlee then pulled out her little blue brush, handed it to Sister Hellewell and told her,
B: "Here, you can use my brush."
H: "I already brushed my hair this morning."
B: "Yeah well is is a little bit curly right there."
H: "That's because I curled it this morning. Don't you like it?"
B: "I think it kind of looks crazy. You better brush it with my brush."
Sister Hellewell brushed her hair a little bit and then handed the comb back to Brynlee. Brynlee approved of her hair after that. Sometimes kids are just a little bit too honest.
Right after my mom broke her arm Brynlee was asking her about the sling on her hand. My mom told her how she hurt her hand by falling down the stairs and hitting her arm on the post. Brynlee was quick to tell my mom, "grandma, that is why you shouldn't put your arm there."
We went to Brynlee's four year old check-up last week. She was really worried about having to get a shot and asked the nurse if she would need one first thing. I wasn't really sure if she would have to get one or not but I tried to prepare her just in case. I should have prepared her much better though. Getting Brynlee to stand still on the scale and to stand straight up to get her height was an ordeal. She officially weighed 38 lbs (71%) and was 40.5 in. (64%) tall. Then they tried to give Brynlee an eye exam. The nurse told Brynlee to stand on the tape and to look at her chart that had different shapes on it. Brynlee stood on the tape but her body was facing the wrong direction so she was trying to look at the chart over her shoulder. She kept creeping up closer and closer to the sign and when they had her cover one of her eyes she kept peeking. The nurse tried to get Brynlee to read one of the really small lines and Brynlee looked at her and said, "how about I read the top line. That one is bigger." Eventually Brynlee read the line well enough that they aren't worried about her eyesight.
As soon as the doctor told Brynlee she had to have a shot Brynlee started panicking. Dr. Bennett told Brynlee not to worry because she wasn't going to be the one giving the shot. Brynlee calmed down and cooperated for the check-up. She answered all of the questions correctly that the doctor asked her. She knew that her boobies were her private parts, she knew that she should wear her "Ariel Hat" when she rides her bike, and that she should wear her seat belt in the car. Kyla had her two month check-up at the same time Brynlee had her check-up. As soon as the doctor started to leave Brynlee went and sat in the corner of the room and tried to cover herself up with my bag. I tried to reason with her but she did not want those shots. Eventually I had to hold her down so they could give them to her. By the end of that appointment Brynlee was crying from her two shots, Kyla was crying since she got three shots, and Annalyn was crying because the sucker they gave her was broken. I nursed the baby to calm her down, Brynlee was a little bit happier once she got the Princess Jasmine sticker that she demanded, and Annalyn was much happier after Brynlee went and found the nurse and told them to get a new sucker for Annalyn. After that Brynlee wanted to go to "Old McDonalds" so she could eat some french fries and chicken nuggets. I told her we might be able to go and she was so excited that she went skipping out of the room and she told the receptionist all about how I was going to take her to Old McDonalds. She even invited the receptionist to come too. The receptionist told Brynlee she was have to ask her boss if she could come. Brynlee told her that would be good and then she marched right over to the elevator. After all of that I felt obligated to take her to McDonalds.


Earlier today Brynlee got really mad at me because I wouldn't turn on the movie she wanted to watch. I told her she had to pick up her mess first. Brynlee told me;
B:"Mom, if you don't turn on my movie right now, you are not going to have any more babies."
Me:"What do you mean. I already have a baby. I don't need another baby right now."
B:"Yeah, but then you wont have any boy babies. You won't have no more babies in your tummy ever again. I am going to count to 4 and if you don't turn on my movie, you wont get any more babies."
Me: "Brynlee, I am not turning on that movie until your mess is picked up."
B: "One... Two... Three..."