Bipolar Toddlers
Somedays I just can't get anything right. And Bug lets me know all about it. She screams, yells rants, shakes her finger, no ma'ms me, and crosses her arms. "I mean it mommy!". Now sometimes it is a funny spectle that I work hard to not laugh at. But most times it just frustrates me. Then I get mad because there I am , a grown woman, arguing with a 2 year old. And anytime a grown up actually argues with a child..well...the grown up has already lost. Sometimes she just wakes up in these moods. HAs a great big peice of grumpy pie for breakfast.
Of course, it goes without saying that whenever she is like this, Daddy can do no wrong.
Other days she is a delight. She is cheerful, giggly, happy, compliant, even darn near helpful. On these days she has had her happy juice before even waking up.
Bring on the juice and throw out the pie.
Though not always pleasant, at least the episodes where she eats "pie" show you she will be a strong woman. I suppose that is about the only bright spot.
Posted by: Tamara | April 20, 2006 at 07:42 PM