Doyah Pooyups

Last night was a tough one for the girls. Chloe actually took a nap but was still tired. Emma decided she didn't want to take a nap and was really tired. They both get really whiny when they need to go to bed. During the day, the Mrs. called me and I could tell she was near the end of her rope. She put the girls on the phone and I told each one of them to take a nap. I'm not sure if Chloe took what I said to heart or if she just decided to nap on her own. I also told the girls if they didn't take a nap, they'd get a Daddy Spankin' or something else when I got home.

So I walked into the house last night and asked Chloe if she took a nap. She shook her head and said "uh huh". I turned to Emma and she said "NO I'M GOING TO STAY UP ALL DAY AND ALL NIGHT." That went over well.

"Do you want a spanking on your hand or on your bottom?" I asked.

"On my bottom but just a widdle spanking, ok?" She said.

As my heart was shattering inside, I said "Well that kind of defeats the purpose of spankings. I tell you what, I don't think that this deserves a spanking so what is something you want to do after dinner?"

"I want to eat a Christmas cookie!" she said.

"Well since you didn't take a nap today like mommy and daddy said, you cannot have a Christmas cookie." I replied.



[ Insert various pouting and tantrums here]


Once she had that out of her system we changed into our pajamas and started to wind down for the night. Emma was still whining so I told her if she kept it up, I'd put her back into baby diapers. She would not have that.

She stood up and dropped her PJs and said

"NO DADDY I'M GOING TO WEAR WOMAN PANTIES."

As she was pulling up her PJs, Chloe dropped hers and nodded her head and said "DOYAH POOYUPS - MY DO IT!"

That is her way of telling me she is going to wear Dora Pull-ups and she'll put them on and take them off as she sees fit.

Rock on my little independent ladies.


I then cuddled with all three of my daughters in my chair. Emma was on the right side. Chloe was bouncing on my knee and little sweet Lydia was nestled in the crook of my left arm. The Christmas tree was brightly lit in the corner of the den and I read A Berry Merry Christmas (Srawberry Shortcake and Friends) to my girls. I'm not sure who was having more fun.