Wednesday, October 29, 2008
It's hard to be two: you can't eat toothpaste and you have to eat something besides sunchips. Other meltdowns occurred today when I wouldn't let her use the hot straightening iron by herself, when I wouldn't let her run in the sprinklers when we were late for our art class, I wouldn't let her eat a second pack of fruit snacks (in reality, I only brought one with me), when she got glue on her hands during art class, and when there was a piece of potato skin on the baked potato I finally convinced her to eat instead of the dreaded poison peanut butter and jelly sandwich I was trying to make her eat in the second half of the clip. And it's only 3:30.
Sometimes I think it's funny. Other days (like today) I think "Oh My Freaking Heck! You're kidding, right? Again, really?" and I end up saying things like, "I don't want to listen to you cry anymore, so you just go into your room and come out when you're done."
It's on days like this (as she's collapsed in the parking lot because I made her leave her stuffed animal in the car) where I think, "what am I going to do when I have a baby? Who's going to hold the baby while I pick up Lillian? Who's going to stop Lillian from running into oncoming traffic while I'm getting the baby out of her seat?" I guess only time will tell.