Raising Myself

Dear lord.  I have always known that I'm a stubborn ass.  But this little girl of mine is showing me specifically how stubborn I truly am.  I know that this is all my fault.  My husband has none of this in him.  He isn't a manipulator.  He isn't stubborn.  He's very reasonable.

This little girl has figure out how to play her parents very quickly.  We went from innocent babe to conniving little person pretty much within a week.  We made the sin of going into her room for her cries once and she has learned and evolved.  She had one night where she figure out that if she said mama and reached for me and gave me kisses I'd be more likely to stay so we stood there with her kissing me and petting my face for 3-5 minutes until I figured her out.  Then we had some screams.  We had a night where she wanted to sit in all of the chairs in the room.  We figured it out.  We had some screams.  Tonight she actually soiled her diaper (I swear it was on purpose) and called me in order to take care of it.  This girl is devious.  But brilliant.

When this child grows up and becomes and adult I know that there will be no stopping her.  She will figure things out.  Now we have to figure out how to honor her wishes and build her up without creating a little monster.  I suppose we have come to the "terrible twos" about 7 months early.

Here we go!
Oh yeah? Bring it. 

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