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Sunday, June 06, 2010


These photos are horrendous.

But they are the only three I managed to capture that weren't blurry or ruined because Kenidi wouldn't sit still at the beach the other night.

That child ran and ran and ran some more. She threw sand in my cameras direction then when she was done throwing it, she "kicked" sand in my cameras direction too. After 15 minutes of chasing her in the 95 degree Florida heat...I was done. You couldn't have paid me to stay there one minute longer. I looked at Brent, handed him my camera gear/bag and then asked him to go get the car and pull it around. I lifted her up as best I could and carried her almost 50 lb. frame kicking and screaming (oh and pinching) off that beach. She was furious. So was I. It was not a pretty sight. In fact, it was quite ugly. LOL!

I'd love nothing more than to be able to take Kenidi to the beach and let her play but she just doesn't. If she sits down in the sand, it is only to grab a few hand fulls and throw it at someone near by. When she isn't throwing sand, she is running away from us - almost like someone was running for their life. In the end, it just isn't worth the scene that gets caused. She hasn't grasped the whole concept of "we go to the beach to relax - not to exhaust ourselves even more." One of these days she might calm down and become mellow near the sea side. For now though, I just don't see it happening anytime soon.

With that said, can you read what her shirt says in the top image? It says..."I HAVE A SECRET." And on the back side it reads:

Cute, eh? Between her tee and her big sister bow, she just looked too cute. Even being the monster that she was. Don't let that innocent face fool you...

She is rotten to the core. Rotten I say.

Oh yes, I am more or less "screwed" when this baby comes along. Harshly put but I'm keepin' it real. I have no idea how I'll function. I'll never be able to go in public with the three of them again. Kenidi will make sure of that. She let out a loud scream - on a total whim - inside a restaurant the other night and I'm almost certain that the staff ended up having to wheel one lady out on a gurney due to how bad Kenidi scared her with that yell from out of no where. No joke. Funny thing was, the lady screamed just as loud right back - out of pure fear - when it happened. I looked at Brent when I heard her scream and when I heard her follow it up with an "OH MY GOD!" comment and said to him, "Doesn't she know we already have one drama queen in this restaurant? (a.k.a. Kenidi) We definitely don't need another!" I think Brent panicked for a second and began to worry that my pregnancy hormones might kick in and that I was about ready to approach her and ask her if she wanted to "take it outside." You throw down with the gal out in the restaurant parking lot or something. He quickly said to me, "Calm down - remember you are carrying our baby in your belly." (as if thru all of the nausea and vomiting I had suddenly forgotten that I was now a baby making machine and growing another human being inside of me) Normally it's him that we have to worry about when someone is unforgiving regarding Kenidi. Lately though, I think he is concerned that my hormones will push me over the edge rather easily with anyone willing to engage me. HA!

Kenidi is a handful. We are the first to admit it. As she gets older, it only gets harder. However, we wouldn't have it any other way. And even if we never see the inside of another restaurant again, she is still worth it all. I mean seriously, what would I have to laugh about if I didn't have Kenidi to scare the H - E - double hockey sticks out of the unsuspecting elderly here in Florida? (who clearly, in their old age, have forgotten what it was like to raise children - let alone one with special needs.) One of these times I'm going to convince a hidden camera crew to come along with me - to capture the rudeness and the comments from others. Then, I'm going to walk up to them with the said camera crew in tow and proudly proclaim..."Guess what? You're on CANDID CAMERA, Dateline NBC, 60 minutes and Call Wink News-channel 6 for help. Welcome to your 15 minutes of fame!!!

That would definitely bring me some belly laughs.

Fo' Sho' Snizzel!

....To Kenidi and the fun she helps create.

xoxo, Angie

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Anonymous Nicole Ryan said...

I'm sorry, but this post has me cracking up!!! I feel your pain!
Cute Chasing Fireflies capris, my daughter also has those!!! Love 'em
Hang in there...:)

6/06/2010 1:03 PM  
Anonymous Amy Mutchler said...

I read your post, and realized I hadn't read your blog for a while. So I kept reading, and READING, and READING. And I was reminded why I am drawn to you! You are such an inspiration and one more reason I'm grateful for Sheye's class last year!!

6/06/2010 1:14 PM  
Blogger Maria said...

Kenidi is gorgeous, just like her mama. What a stinker. She cracks me up. Just keep that blood pressure down honey:)

6/06/2010 5:34 PM  
Anonymous Alison said...

I shared your exciting news with Jennifer, Kyle's mom (from Kenidi's old class), and her first response was "Kenidi's going to be a great big sister!" It'll be wonderful~ I know it! :) xo

6/06/2010 6:16 PM  
Blogger Molly said...

Oh I love Kenidi! She reminds me of my sister when she was little and trying to learn to hear and learn new words and was just over loaded with "life"! Elizabeth eventually grew out of her fits and her loud screams but as you said I wouldn't change a thing either. Hope your having a great week!!
~Molly P

6/07/2010 3:22 PM  
Anonymous Emily said...

You have always cracked me up! I admire you for your patience and good spirits. Kenidi is beautiful and from the sounds of it, she is as wonderfully spirited as her mama!
Take care,
Emily Dilloway

6/08/2010 2:05 AM  
Blogger Eloise said...

Oh, Angie, I feel your pain. You know that I really do. If you substituted Vivian's name for Kenidi's in your post, I could have written each antecdote because I have lived them too. Yes, it is overwhelming and even devastating to think that you can't manage your three children out in public by yourself, but do your best to avoid thinking about it and concentrate on the things you CAN do. I have learned to carve out time for my family that doesn't include Vivian because I feel like my other two children deserve to eat out occasionally and not be embarrassed by Vivian's behavior. When we do eat out with her, we go to the same restaurant every time where they know and love Vivian and us.

I used to be terrified of how things would be when Vivian was older and bigger. She turns 16 this month, and though things are not always easy, they're much better than I would have expected. I even just took Vivian with me on a cross-country drive to take Dots to camp in North Carolina! She did amazingly well, even eating out and staying in a different place every night.

Let's talk sometime. Email me and I'll send you my phone number or you can send me yours.

Hang in there! You're doing a great job!

6/08/2010 12:33 PM  
Blogger Jill said...

Is it bad that I'm laughing? Tee-hee! I think the reason you have trouble with strangers is that they read her wrong. I think a lot of times, people expect a child with special needs to...well...look like a child with special needs. She's so darn beautiful, they probably just think she's spoiled. HA! :-) By the way, you are SO pregnant with another girl right now. I'm callin this one from the get-go!

6/10/2010 12:48 AM  

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