She doesn't listen AT ALL. I can tell her something ten times and she won't do it. For example, putting her coat on in the morning so we can get to daycare on time so I can get to work on time. I am probably more generous than I should be as far as how many times I tell her to do something before some sort of punishment is dished out (spanking, time out, revoking of privileges). I guess I do that because I want to give her a chance to do the right thing before I deal out the punishment that I dealt to her not 5 minutes ago for some other offense (or maybe even the same offense). Other offenses are eating on the couch, shoes on the couch, messing with the cats, spitting, etc. I seriously feel like all I do lately is punish her for one thing or another.
What I don't find funny and what super pisses me off is the back talking and attitude that she gives us. She does this chin thing where you'll say something and she'll look at you, jut out her chink and go, "ungh!" And recently she's started doing the same thing but instead of the chin jut and "ungh" she looks at you and hisses like a snake. There were a couple times this past weekend where I told her to do something, probably a billion times, and she walked away from me down the hall and I heard her say, "shut up" under her breath.
I've spoken with her daycare provider and other than wanting stuff when she wants it and taking it, she is fine there. She assured me that the behavior that I described to her is typical of a three year old. I figured as much but I wanted to make sure that there wasn't something going on that needed to be addressed. It was nice to have confirmation that I am not just being a terrible parent after all.
On top of the general terribleness she has suddenly decided that 6:00 am is an appropriate wake up time. So. Not. Cool. H got up with her this past Saturday (and I slept til 10am-glorious!) and then I got up with her on Sunday. Needless to say it was my turn to be grumpy pants. So what if 6am is the time that I usually get up to go to work. I swear my body goes into weekend mode and it does not matter that I've been up at the time 5 days in a row. Weekends are for waking up no earlier than 8am. although I'd prefer 9am. When I asked why she was getting up so early she said, "Because it's light out!" Ha, barely! Light blocking curtains have officially been purchased and I am looking forward to sleeping a little later this weekend. Or at the very least really, really hoping for it.