April 1st, Yet again

Lydia this morning, I gave her space today to complete her morning routine with reminders, and again it happened that she was playing in the play room, playing with the cats inappropriately, and not going it. So I got up to make sure these things were happening. The yelling started the minute I told her to get her socks and shoes on. Today it was "I hate you" I thought you loved me, You have a problem, you are creepy, I had her clean out her lunchbox that she did not yesterday, and so she screamed on how she hated pasta (that she normally would eats tons of) and that she would rather starve and that I knew she didn't like it. She several times hit the lid of the trash can and her haphazardness made the pasta fall out. I had her clean up the mess. It took started to spank, calmly, only once after warning, and counting down first. Then going through it again and again. She pretended and lied that she didn't know where the pasta was and it took 5 times wiping before she cleaned up three splatters. 
Then she was asked to get toast ready for breakfast (her choice of topping). She screamed at me the entire time, pretended not to know where the bread was, threw the other items around the pantry, said it was gross, tried to say it was squished after she smashed it. She finally got it in, I put the honey on for her, but asked her to spread it, she lifted up the knife crying and screaming that she wanted to hit me with the knife, and a sharper one to hurt me. The crying and screaming continued and she even started to try to politely ask if she could go to school starving. She finally ate, and is now cleaning up as I write this. She even is putting the dishes away as she knows that is the routine, and getting her water bottle for her bookbag. Now it's time for hair and teeth, and we've run out of time to get ready for school. 
 
This is what happens when she spends time with him.