She's entered the terrible twos. officially. and a couple months early even. My children are so advanced.
Yesterday she went 'girl gone wild' on me when I had to remove her nightgown and get her ready for church. yikes. stomping feet, screaming, trying desperately to rip off her dress, brought to a grand finale by a full body throw to the ground and an even louder leg kicking arms flailing murder-screaming tantrum. All I could do was walk away and laugh. And remind myself that this is developmentally appropriate behavior.
She continues to be my most eccentric child. she cracks me up and keeps me entertained. She's my happiest and friendliest kiddo, too. I really do love her.
She slept like this ALL night long. and does so regularly. Her one hidden hand is covered by a mitten. She loves her accessories.
Somebody at church told Kent yesterday that she's unruly at church and needs to be kept in her seat. She's not loud by any means- but she is an escape artist. I told Kent next time to send that person my direction and have him relay that same message to me. I'll give him a response (not nearly as kind as kent's) and then hand her off to him and he can sit with her the next few
months years and give toddlers a try.
I am at church every Sunday-for all three hours- never fail. At least half the time without Kent for that matter! Cut me a break.