"I'm 3"

So a few weeks ago (it has been a crazy few weeks) Jeslyn decided that she was going to act like a 3 year old.  It started out that while I was in the shower she thought that my phone needed to be cleaned with chap stick.  I got that cleaned up, and since taking a shower takes all the energy I have left after kicking the kids out for school, I laid down to rest.  I told Jeslyn to go get dressed.  A few minutes later I see her laying on the floor in my room still naked.  I asked her why she wasn't dressed and she said she had pooped.  I hate those words out of her mouth.  I ran into her room to find poop all over the floor in her room.  I scramble to get it all cleaned up before I had to tutor in 5 min.  Luckily the student was late and a mom herself, so she let me take a few min to get things taken care of.  While I'm tutoring I hear Jeslyn playing in the living room, not more than 10 feet from me.  I figure that we try to keep that room clean so she is probably just coloring and not getting in trouble.  As the student is leaving Jeslyn is asking if her hair is pretty.  I just brush it aside since I am so exhausted.  I sit down on the couch and see a chunk of Jeslyn's hair sitting on the couch and start thinking "huh, that's weird".  I look at the piano bench and see a few more chunks.  My eyes keep going around the room seeing more and more chunks, and finally land on Jeslyn holding scissors and asking if her hair is pretty.  I jump up like a crazy woman and run over to see what she has done.  The damage, She cut most of the hair on the top of her head down to 2 inches.  I sit there and just about cry. Luckily it was a Tuesday, so I ran down to the hair school where they have really cheap hair cuts for an emergency haircut.

 I walked into the school and request either a senior student or an instructor to come help me. The lady in black is the owner of the school, and she did most of the repair.  The ladies were asking her questions and just talking to her, and right then was the very first time she said she was 3.  I have been trying to prime her for her b-day for a few weeks now, but she decided she was 3 then.  The following days she said she was 2 again, and acted like the nice 2 we have been enjoying.

So what haircut did we end up with?  A modified mullet!!!  Ug it looks so gross, but the other option is to lose all the length that we have been working on for 3 years to get!  It almost looks ok in this pic, but that is the typical walk out of the salon look where it looks great until you get home and try to style it yourself.  We have found out that if we pull it up into a pony tail it doesn't look so awefull.
So we get home, have some lunch, and chill for a few min before I put her to bed.  I am so exhausted at this point that we both lay down and take a nap.  I started tutoring again at 4, and I had to wake her up.  I went and did the start to wake up process.  I go tell her to wake up and she comes to enough to look at me, then she falls asleep again.  This is what I expected, but that is not what I got.  She jumped right up and went to my room.  (my room is officially off limits now)  The whole time I'm tutoring she decided that her legs needed lotion.  Then she thought that not only her legs but her belly and arms and everything needed it, so she stripped down to her under ware (thank goodness she had at least that much on) and proceeded to spread lotion all over her self.  But of course how does a "3" year old keep the lotion confined to only herself?  I came up to find that it was spread over half of my comforter as well.  I ran it down to the wash immediately, and got her dressed.  While I was making dinner and just trying to keep myself from exploding she ran up to my room again and found our swim bag and started finding things.  All the small pockets with random things got emptied and in there was my prescription sun glasses since the only place I wear them is swimming.  She comes down the stairs a few min later with the rims on her face and the lenses were who knows where.  At first I wasn't sure what was going on until I found one of the lenses and the swim bag.
This little girl got to go to bed early and mom got to go get some ice cream after.  It was a hard day!!!  Luckily that was the worst, and the next day she wasn't nearly as awefull.