Ivy has been having a rough few days. I’m not sure if she’s got a bit of the virus that’s going around,  if she’s over excited, or if she’s just turning into a monster. Whatever is happening I’ve yet to figure out why it’s happening or how best to deal with it which has resulted in a trying few days for everyone.

Today I got desperate and brought Santa Clause into the conversation. We had a little chat about what happens if you are nice and and what happens if you are naughty. It was mentioned that with her current behavior Santa would only bring coal and rocks and sticks for her stocking. Ivy was quite for a moment and then said: “That’s OK if Santa brings me sticks I can play with Storm with them!”

I need a new plan.