Lies, lies all LIES!!!

I took Pantera to the park today. She wanted to swing, but she wanted me to push her really high. Unfortunately for her it was in a big kid swing and she doesn't know how to hold on right, so I would only push her to the point that if she fell she wouldn't break her neck. This was not good enough for her and she started telling me to push her higher in a really snotty voice. So I told her that because she can't talk nice she has to get down. She refused, so I told her we would leave to go to time out. She got down and I walked away from the swing. She then picked up a handful of dirt and threw it in my direction. I must have given her the glare of death, because she suddenly says "There was a little man by you and he called me a little boy, so I threw dirt at him!" Very clever, to bad we were the only ones at the park.

Tonight she was giving me attitude again because I was talking about her sleeping in her own bed. She got really upset with me and ended up hitting me in the face with a piece of fabric from the couch. When Jess was talking to her about what she did and telling her that we don't hit she said "I saw a squirrel on moms face and I was trying to get it off." If we were still in Colorado, I just might have believed her.