March 15, 1999,
I woke up this morning and was so excited because today's my fifth birthday. I raced downstairs and a dit "wow; Pokémon everywhere!" There were balloons with the characters faces on them from the TV montrer and a big pile of presents sitting on the table. Dad wasn't up yet because he didn't expect me to be awake for at least another half an hour. I went into the living room and waited for him to wake up
I was amazed that dad was able to pull all this Pokémon stuff off because I wasn't into Pokémon until about a mois il y a when I had come across an episode of the montrer on TV. For the past three years now all that I had been interested in was superheroes and the étoile, star Wars movies, which made it easy on dad because he knew exactly what to get me for my birthday and Christmas. He sat through a couple episodes of Pokémon with me and I tried to explain the whole concept of the montrer to him but; he never understood why I liked it so much.
Finally; dad came downstairs and a dit "happy birthday AJ!" I hugged him and a dit "thanks for the Pokémon party decorations daddy!" He a dit "you're welcome; it took me forever to find them because I didn't know what I was looking for!" Grace followed behind him with Prince holding her hand and Paris in her other arm. Prince a dit "it's my birthday!" Dad a dit "no silly; it was your birthday last month!" Dad a dit "come on AJ; I want toi to see what gifts I got you!" I a dit "I hope toi got something that I will like because I know toi always get the Pokémon characters names wrong!" He laughed and a dit "I have a real strong feeling that you're going to like what I got you!"
We went into the cuisine and sat at the table, tableau with my gifts on it. He grabbed the one off the haut, retour au début and passed it to me. I ripped it open and a dit "oh my gosh; toi kept telling me that I wouldn't get a Game Boy until I was 10 years old!" I started to tear open the other presents and I got three different Pokémon games. I a dit "thank toi so much daddy; I l’amour you!" He a dit "I l’amour toi more! Now there are some rules that go along with that Game Boy! First of all, I don't want toi playing that all jour long. seconde of all, if toi don't listen to me that will be the first thing that I take away from you. Last of all, these games are small and toi better not lose any of them because they're really expensive!" I a dit "I'll try my best not to lose them!"
March 21, 1999,
I was sitting at the table, tableau in the cuisine playing my game boy and dad was clearing the table. He a dit "I want toi to do something else, toi can playing with it some plus tomorrow before toi have to do your school work!" I ignored him and he a dit "I know toi can hear me.” I continued to play the game with my eyes pretty much glued to the screen and he a dit "you better put that down!"
He walked over and took it out of my hands. I shot him a dirty look and a dit "give it back!" He a dit "don't talk to me like that; go play with your action figures ou see what Prince is doing!" I tried to grab the game boy out of his hand and he put it on one of the high shelves that was mounted on the wall. I a dit "as soon as toi walk away I'm going to get a chair and grab it!" He sighed and a dit "you better not because if toi do I'm going to send toi to your room and toi won't be allowed to watch TV ou do anything fun!" I laughed at him and a dit "yeah right!" He a dit with a serious look on his face "I'm not messing around and I don't think it's funny at all!"
I climbed on the chair and smiled as I reached for the Game Boy. He a dit "you have three secondes to put that back up there before I put toi on punishment." Putting me on punishment was the same thing as being grounded to other kids but dad didn't like the word grounded so he changed it to punishment!"
That didn't stop me from getting off the chair and as soon as he tried to take it from me I ran as fast as I could! He caught up to me though and took it out of my hands. I started laughing when he picked me up and a dit "you're going to your room!" When we got to my bedroom door he opened it up and gently tossed me on my bed. I looked up at him with a shocked look on my face and asked "wait; am I really on punishment?" He a dit as he looked at me "I told toi I was serious!" I a dit "I promise I won't do it again!" He a dit "it's too late for that now!"
He shut the door behind him and Grace a dit "for a five-year-old AJ is pretty strong! I'm glad that toi can still carry her while she's trying to kick toi because I know I can't do that anymore!" He a dit "yeah I know; I'm just glad that she thought I was joking because she made a little bit easier on me. She's easy to carry when she's not flipping out but when she is It makes her feel 20 pounds heavier! I have no idea what I plan on doing when she is nine years old because if I keep doing that I'll end up pulling my back out!"
March 23, 1999,
Well; because of the stunt I pulled with the Game Boy a few days il y a I'm stuck up in my room doing absolutely nothing. The only thing that I've been allowed to do for days is school work; which is obviously not fun! I'm allowed to come downstairs to eat but that's about it and it's driving me crazy! I must've really hit a raw nerve with dad because he doesn't want to listen to me when I try to convince them that I'm sorry and that I won't do it again! The only thing that he has a dit to me is that he would come and talk to me before he is going to let me off of my punishment!
I was sitting in my room filling out a worksheet when I heard footsteps coming down the hallway. My doorknob turned and dad stood there looking at me in complete silence. One thing he has definitely learned as a parent is how to make me feel guilty! Grace can't make me feel guilty but; just looking at dad after I've done something wrong makes my stomach turn! He definitely uses it to his advantage!
He came over and sat on my bed. I didn't say anything and just stared at him for a few minutes. He asked "so; have toi been having fun up here par yourself?" I a dit "NO! I'm so bored!" He a dit "that means that that was true punishment because you're supposed to be bored out of your mind!" He pulled out the chair I was sitting in and a dit "come here; sit suivant to me!" I walked over and ended up sitting on his lap instead. I a dit "I promise toi that I really am sorry for not listening to!" He kissed the haut, retour au début of my head and a dit "I told toi from the very beginning that I didn't want toi playing Pokémon all day! toi are getting to be very disrespectful to me and it's really starting to bother me!" I a dit "I truly don't remember what I'm doing when I get that irritated and I understand why I got in trouble!" He smiled and a dit "I know that and I also know that I can be a little annoying at times but; that's part of my job as a daddy!”
April 14, 1999,
For about five days now I've secretly been intimidated par Prince! When I say that I don't mean that I'm scared of him but; I'm worried that he is almost too good! This is the first time that I've felt jealous of him since he has been born. Most of the time; I think he knows that he is better behaved than I am. I know he's only two years old but; I think he's trying to almost rub it in my face! Dad doesn't notice that lately he has been constantly comparing me to Prince. I know he means well but; it kind of has been making me feel like I am the bad child! I don't want to bring that to dad's attention now because I know he will feel awful about it!
I was sitting in the living room and Prince was in the play room. Dad was in the cuisine putting some things away when I came in to the room and sat at the table. Prince came running in and a dit "juice please daddy!" Dad reached for a bottle and Prince a dit "no; I want Spiderman cup!" I a dit "that's my cup; he's too little to use it." Dad poured the jus, jus de into the cup and passed it to Prince. Dad a dit "Alanna; he is not a little baby anymore! If he doesn't want the baby bottle anymore; he doesn't have to use it! I wish toi would've donné up using bottles that easily! I remember that I had to argue with toi about giving them up and toi were screaming at the haut, retour au début of your lungs!"
I looked at dad and a dit "I'm sorry that I can't be as perfect as Prince is!" I ran upstairs and he a dit "wait AJ I didn't mean…" He followed me upstairs and got to my room just-in-time for me to slam my door! He opened it up and I had curled myself into a ball on my bed. I wasn't crying but; I was really upset! He a dit as he knelt down suivant to me "I didn't mean it like that AJ! What's wrong?" I looked up at him but; didn't say anything! Then out of nowhere; I a dit "I am a bad kid!" Dad scooped me up and sat down on my bed. He a dit "you're not a bad kid! I don't want to hear toi ever say that again! Don't let anyone tell toi that toi are because you're not!" I a dit "I never listen to toi and I know I don't! I wish I would listen to toi but; I just can't!"
Dad looked me in my eyes and a dit "stop saying that!!! God made toi exactly how toi are supposed to be and I know that's never going to change! To me I couldn't have ended up with better kids if I picked them myself! I a dit "all week long; the only thing toi have talked about is Prince! AJ; look at Prince… Isn't he cute? You're so good Prince! I l’amour toi Prince!" The look on his face a dit it all! He asked "what do toi mean? Give me an example!" I a dit "said all right; like yesterday!" He asked "what happened yesterday?" I a dit "well; toi made me feel like I didn't even exist because toi were spending so much time with him. I know that he listens to toi better than I do and that bothers me!" Dad a dit "oh; AJ if I had any idea I was doing that I would've stopped! I never want to make toi feel like toi aren't good enough! If toi catch me doing that again all toi have to do is remind me and I'll make sure not to say anything like that anymore!" He kissed me and a dit "by the way… You'll always be perfect me! toi don't have to try to be good enough… ever!"
April 28, 1999,
I'm so happy because one of dad's best Friends Mark Lester is coming for a visit all the way from the UK with his oldest son! His oldest son is from his précédant marriage and his name is Kyle. Kyle is only a few months older than I am and am excited to have someone to play with that is the same age as me! Mark has two other children with his current wife but; their only toddlers so they're not coming.
I woke up this morning and ran downstairs. Dad was sitting in the living room and I asked "when are they going to get here?" He a dit "in a couple plus hours. Are toi excited to see Kyle?" I a dit "I can't wait to montrer him my room; we haven't seen them since we traveled all the way to see them last year!" He a dit "speaking of your room; toi need to go clean it before they get here." I a dit "why? It's not a mess!" He a dit "if toi don't think that room is a mess then toi must be blind because it looks like a tornado destroyed it!" I a dit "I hate cleaning my room! Do I really have to?" He a dit "yes toi do." I threw my hands up in the air and complained as I walked up the stairs."
It took me almost 3 hours to finish cleaning my room because I kept getting distracted par the TV. Dad walked down the hallway and into my room. He stood there in shock then a dit "wow; I don't think your room has been this clean since toi are learning how to walk! I'm impressed! He hugged me and a dit "Mark was just on the phone; they'll be here in about five minutes!" I a dit "I'll get dressed for the jour so I'm ready when Kyle gets here!"
I quickly put on a pair of jeans and a Pokémon T-shirt. When I walked downstairs Mark and his son were just coming inside. Kyle was behind him and I a dit "hi!" He ran up to me and a dit "hi; I was so excited when I found out we were coming here for a whole week to see toi guys!" I a dit "I know; come on I want to montrer toi my room!" Dad smiled as I grab Kyle's hand and took him upstairs. Dad a dit "that's the cutest thing I've ever seen!" Mark looked over at dad and jokingly asked "how much toi want to bet the two of them will be married someday?" Dad chuckled and a dit "that would be so funny if that actually played out that way!"
When we got to my bedroom, Kyle a dit "wow; toi have so many boys’ toys in here!" I a dit "I don't like girly toys, my favori thing is Pokémon!" He asked "do toi like watching the Power Rangers on TV?" I a dit "sometimes if it's on I will watch it! I like the blue Ranger the best!" He a dit "I like the red one the most!" I asked "do toi like Pokémon?" He a dit "yeah; I like it when there is a gym battle on the show!" I pulled a big binder out of a drawer in my room and put it on the floor in front of Kyle. He opened it up and a dit "you have so many of the Pokémon cards!"
Almost an heure later dad and Mark laughed as the two of us came running down the stairs. Mark a dit "here comes the stampede!" We were having so much fun running around that our light up sneakers started having problems! I walked up to dad and a dit "thank toi so much daddy for letting my friend come visit me!" He a dit "oh how sweet; you're welcome!" I a dit "I want to have a sleepover downstairs with Kyle tonight; can we?" Dad a dit "yeah that's fine; toi guys can watch Disney films in the living room on the flatscreen!" Kyle a dit "wow; thanks Michael!"
Later on after we had dinner; Kyle and I got dressed in our pajamas. We went into the living room and there was a huge blanket spread out across the floor. Mark brought over a stack of DVDs and put them in front of the two of us. We went through them and picked out étoile, star Wars episode one. Dad a dit "all right; don't stay up really late toi guys!" Dad and Mark laughed out on the porch while they were talking to each other because they could hear the goofy conversations Kyle and I were having with each other! The funny thing was that we didn't think they could hear us!
May 8, 1999,
I came running downstairs and noticed that dad wasn't there. Grace a dit "your dad's working on his new album so; he won't be back till dinnertime." It had been a long time since dad had left us with the nanny and I was really not looking vers l'avant, vers l’avant to it. Grace and I are always butting heads because she doesn't let me do most of the things that dad lets me do. She doesn't want me to break anything ou she doesn't want to have to punish me. That's why she doesn't let me do anything and it drives me nuts. Every time I go to go outside she's like "oh AJ; I don't want toi to go outside! Wait for your dad to get back and toi can go out with him!
I was in the play room most of the jour playing video games ou watching TV because there was nothing better to do. I was bored out of my mind! I think the worst thing about being the oldest child is that I don't have any interest in doing the things that Prince and Paris do because they're younger than I am. par the time dad gets accueil I'm usually a ball of energy.
August 17, 1999,
I woke up this morning and could hear barking coming from downstairs. I hopped out of lit and put on my Spiderman slippers and walked down to the living room. I looked at dad and asked "did toi hear that?" He a dit "I didn't hear anything!" I heard the noise again and dad a dit "I heard something that time!" The two us walked to the back door and there was a dog laying on the porch. The dog was a reddish colored golden retriever from what I could tell because he was so dirty and matted.
I ran out the door and dad a dit "wait; toi don't know whether he is mean ou not. I don't want him to bite you!" The dog got up and dad slowly walked backwards with his hand on my shoulder. I asked "how did he get in here anyway?" The dog walked up to dad and started licking his hand and I a dit "I think he likes you!" Dad a dit "he looks like he's only about a an old! I got down on my knees and he started to lick my face. I looked at dad and I think he knew what was about to ask him. He a dit "if we keep him you're going to have to help me take care of him." I a dit "I will; he can be my dog!" Dad smiled and a dit "all right let's get him inside and clean him up because he's a mess!"
He followed us upstairs and to our surprise just jumped in the bathtub with his tail wagging. I got a T-shirt and swim trunks on so I could help give him a bath. Dad a dit "so what do toi want to name him?" I a dit "Drake!" He a dit "that's a cool name!" After canard, drake was all clean he jumped out of the tub and shook himself dry. I a dit "thanks for letting me keep him daddy!" He a dit "you're welcome!" I still have canard, drake today plus the other two chiens Jackson and Kenya. We used to have a dog named shadow when I was a newborn baby but, he passed away the jour after my third birthday.
September 3, 1999,
I think canard, drake is getting used to living here with us. He usually lays suivant to me in lit every night but this morning I was woken up par the sound of dad saying "gross; I can't believe toi would lick my face!" I jumped out of lit and ran into dad's bedroom. canard, drake was casually laying on the lit and dad was wiping his mouth with a washcloth. I started laughing and a dit "what… He just loves you!" Dad chuckled and a dit "I just didn't expect for a dog's tongue to be the first thing I see when I opened my eyes in the morning!"
canard, drake jumped off the lit and I chased him down the stairs. Dad was about to come down with us when Prince yelled "daddy" from his bedroom. Dad a dit “hang on AJ; stay up here until I get Prince out of his room. Then I'll make toi something to eat." I walked back upstairs and followed dad into Prince's room. Dad had just gotten rid of Prince's lit de bébé last week and I'm glad because since then Prince doesn't seem so perfect compared to me. He's definitely in his terrible twos now! They're nothing like they were with me but, it does make me look little bit better behaved now.
After breakfast all of us went into the living room to spend time together because dad has been working on his new album lately. This is the first time we will be able to spend the whole jour with him since the beginning of the week and I'm so excited! I a dit "I'm so happy your accueil all jour today daddy!" He sat down on the floor suivant to Prince and I. He a dit "I can't wait spend time with toi guys… I actually have a surprise to tell you!" I asked "what?" He a dit "I sent Grace on a vacation to see her family so; it's just going to be the 4 of us for the suivant two weeks!" I asked "but don't toi need to work?" He a dit "I really needed to take a break and I really miss toi guys when I'm working on the new CD!" I a dit as I climbed onto his back "yes; two weeks with just you!"
Most two-year-olds like Prince go through a biting phase; thankfully I missed out on that phase because I was too busy kicking people when I was his age! Prince is definitely now a biter but; I'm hoping now that dad is going to be the only adult here watching us for the suivant two weeks that he will be able to break Prince of that habit!
September 4, 1999,
I woke up this morning to Paris jumping up and down on my lit saying "AJ!" I opened my eyes and dad, Prince, and Paris were in my room. I asked "what are we going to do today daddy?" He a dit "anything toi want; within reason of course, nothing too crazy!" I got up and dad a dit "guess what I'm going to make for breakfast!" I asked "what?" He asked "what's your favori thing that I cook every once in a while?" I a dit "chocolate chip pancakes!!!" He a dit "Yes!!! After I change Prince and Paris's diapers toi can help me make the pancakes!"
I was about to walk out of the room and go downstairs when dad a dit "hang on; I don't want toi to go down there yet because I have the stove heating up! I don't want toi to fall par accident and get burned! Come with me; it's only going to take a few minutes!" I followed him as he carried Prince and Paris into Prince's bedroom. Dad sat down on the floor and I passed him the wipes. He looked at Prince and a dit "you know what Prince? I think you're getting too old for diapers." Prince playfully a dit "no, no, no!" Dad chuckled and a dit as he tickled him "yes, yes, yes! Maybe we'll start working on getting rid of them this week!"
We all went downstairs and into the kitchen. I grabbed a stepstool and dragged it over to the stove so I could help dad make pancakes. Prince and Paris were in dad's eyesight playing in the play room and watching a movie. He a dit "I'll do the stuff with the spatule just because I don't want toi to get hurt but; toi can put the chocolat chips in and help me figure out how big to make the crêpes okay?" I a dit "okay! I'm going to put a lot of chocolat chips in them!" He a dit "okay then!" When it was my turn to put them in I dumped the whole entire bag into the one batch of pancakes. Dad a dit "oh my gosh! All of us are going to have a sugar rush… But that's okay! It's daddy's rules for the two weeks so; if toi want to go crazy toi can!" I a dit "I thought that Grace goes par your rules when toi aren't here?" He a dit "she does but; I know she can be really strict specifically with toi when I'm not here!" I a dit "yeah she can be; I know she is trying to keep me from getting into trouble ou getting hurt but, she can take it a little too far sometimes!" Dad a dit "well she loves toi and she know toi can be better behaved than toi are most of the time; am I right?" I a dit "I guess I can try a little bit plus to listen to her!" He a dit "maybe if toi showed her that toi can listen to her she would let toi do some of the stuff that I let toi do when I'm here!"
Dad brought our plates to the table, tableau and put Prince and Paris in their highchairs. He cut their nourriture and when he got to me I asked "can I cut it myself?" par the look on his face I don't think he wanted to let me but; I think he knew that I'm growing up and that there's nothing he can do to stop that from happening!" He passed me a couteau and a dit "be careful!!!" I struggled for the first few minutes and he a dit "here; let me montrer toi how to cut it! You're freaking me out; toi come so close to cutting your finger!" He took the plate and started to cut the crêpes and if I didn't tell him to stop I think toi would of cut the entire thing without giving me the chance to try again. After watching him, I easily cut the last few pieces on my plate and he took a sigh of relief!
September 5, 1999,
We were watching TV in the living room when I a dit "daddy; I'm bored! Can we do something?" He asked "what did toi have in mind?" I a dit "slip and slide!" He a dit "I’ll tell toi what; after I put Prince and Paris down for their nap because they're too young to use that the two of us can!" I asked "but what if one of them wakes up and wants you! You'll be outside with me so toi won't be able to hear them!" He a dit "every once in a while I'll go inside and check on them to see if they are awake."
After lunch, dad put Prince and Paris down for their nap. I was outside playing with canard, drake when he started dragging the slip and slide across the lawn. He hooked up the hose and water started to spray everywhere. I ran down the side but; was having some trouble with sticking to the plastic. I looked at dad and a dit "this thing isn't slippery enough!" He ran inside and came back out with something in his hand. He a dit "cooking oil should make it slippery enough AJ!" He poured a small amount onto the plastic part of the slide but, all the oil began to pour out really fast and before we knew it the slide was drenched.
Before he could stop me, I ran down the slide and when I went down on my stomach towards the end I shot halfway across the yard because it was so slippery. Dad was worried that my knees had gotten hurt and walked up to me. He asked "are toi okay Alanna?" I lifted my head off the ground and started laughing because there were herbe stains all over my face. Dad couldn't help but laugh to because of how hilarious I thought it was!" Then all of a sudden we both look over our shoulders and we see canard, drake coming right towards us because he was sniffing the slide. Dad, the dog, and I ended up piled on haut, retour au début of each other with the two of us laughing our butts off!
September 10, 1999,
Grace will be back from her vacation in a couple plus days and dad will be back in the studio working on his new album. Dad is trying to spend as much time with us before he has to start working again! I don't know why he calls this a break because he's probably working twice as hard taking care of the three of us par himself than he ever would standing in a sound booth recording a song! Now that Prince is talking really well, he likes to try and get me in trouble; which toi all know I don't need any help with that! I'm just waiting for dad to catch Prince in the act of doing something he doesn't approve of!
Prince, Paris, and I were playing in the play room when dad decided to come in and spend time with us. I climbed into his lap and Prince must've been jealous because he decided to hit me. Dad looked at him and a dit "that wasn't very nice at all! Say you're sorry to AJ! We don't hit in this house!" I a dit "it's okay; he doesn't have to apologize!" Dad a dit "yes he does!" Prince a dit "I'm sorry" and gave me a hug!
The thing that kind of bothered me is that Prince just apologized and moved on. When I do something wrong I don't just admit it, I drag it out as long as possible. I was kind of hoping that Prince would get into some serious trouble; just as payback for all the times that I've gotten in trouble for something that he did!