Friday, January 20, 2012

Frustration

My oldest daughter just turned 2 years old.  So lucky us, we are thrown into the "terrible twos" stage.  The stage where all of your words seem to be ignored and the frustration sets in because most of the time, you have no idea what they really want.  For example, today, while trying to get Abbie to eat her lunch, she kept telling me "I done mama, I done" so believing her, I would go to take her tray away because I know the food will just be thrown if I take too long, and as I take the tray she starts eating again.  We go through this 3 times before I finally got it, then of course she throws herself on the floor in an epic tantrum!   I now have her in her room for "nap" in which really it means that she is in there destroying the place.  But I would not trade it for the world!

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