Manic Monday Night

Back to school today....I missed my class so much and we had a great day! I did the usual after school organization and then went to pick up my sweet kids. Daniel was not feeling well so I came home and took his temp...100.7 He was full of cuddles and really wanted mommy. Lauren was a great help too. She put her brother on the couch, got him his apple juice, and made sure he was cozy. We ate an early dinner and my plan was to get the kids bathed early because I could tell they were tired. This is where the fun began...Now to my sweet and sassy 3 1/2 year old...Lauren.
I asked her if she needed to go potty and she insisted she did NOT. She was very sure in telling me "NO MOMMY!" As I sat by the fire catching up on my reading, the announcement came...10 minutes after I asked her previously if she had to go potty..."Mommy, I have to go potty!" "You need to go with me!" So I got up immediately, only to find her "peeing" on my freshly cleaned tile floor (in her panties and jeans, of course) in the kitchen (thank G_d she didn't hit the grout)..I said, "Lauren...I just asked you if you needed to go potty and you told me no....I don't pay a house cleaner to come clean so you can pee on my floors..." Her response was, "YES YOU DO MOMMY!" After that fun clean up...she decided to pick on her brother and was sent to time out for 4 minutes...she argued that four minutes was too long and she would not sit there for four minutes..only three minutes. So the timer went off on the microwave after the four minutes and I went over to the "time out sitting area in the living room to discuss the fact she was there because she was picking on her brother. I explained that it is not nice and she really needed to try and be a better listener and to play nice with Daniel. As I was speaking to her...she said, "Can you lower your voice mommy, you are giving me a headache!" I think I was about to explode but instead said, "You do not talk to mommy that way". She then said, "You are hurting my ears and making my head pound..are you done?" At this point I did my famous calling...for my hubby, Kirk. He comes out of his office only to make the situation worse by holding in his laugh...he heard it all.
My three year old is not only gorgeous...she has sass in her! Not sure where this came from (ha-ha!). To say the least, she really keeps me on my toes and I have to admit...I am worried-worried about when her hormones start to flow...pray for me!