In addition to waking up grumpy almost every day, she's begun fighting us on e v e r y t h i n g. The entire morning is filled with "no" from Milly. Milly, let's go have breakfast. No. Milly, can you show me how you can use the potty? No. We need to change your diaper then. No. Milly, we need to get dressed now. No. One night at dinner, she took a stand the moment she got to the table. "I don't like dis, and I'm not gonna eat it!" She pushed her chair away from the table, and crossed her arms in a huff. We told her that she would probably be hungry later if she didn't eat dinner, and then tried to ignore her. Milly would not be ignored. She kept repeating her mantra, "I DON'T like dis, and I'm NOT gonna eat it!" over and over to her dim parents who were clearly not getting it. After we had all finished our dinner - the rest of us who were actually eating it that is - Milly quietly pulled her chair back to the table, and ate her dinner. Every last bite.
Even her big sister Seesa rolls her eyes at us when Milly gets into one of her toddler tantrums. I usually just shake my head and tell my husband "now you know what it's like to live with you". Even he admits that if his own Mom was still alive, she'd no doubt have a million stories to tell about how he acted the exact same way when he was her age. It cracks us up most days. When we're not going insane trying to get her to believe that the thing we want her to do, was actually her idea to begin with.
Although it's a daily struggle lately to maintain my patience, I'm still incredibly happy that she's finding her voice and growing into herself. It helps that she's SO darn cute, even when she's acting out. And on a dime, she turns it around and just oozes sweetness.
Seesa and Milly in "time out".
Yeah, I really taught them a lesson here, as you can see...