Ya know when you are in a store and you see a screaming, temper tantrum throwing child and think “Boy am I glad that’s not my kid” – well – that child has officially become MY child. My sweet sweet girl (who will be 3 next week) has turned into that kid that annoys the shit out of everyone around her – meaning adults.
This morning we went to our mom’s meeting and she is *supposed* to stay in the kids room while the mom’s share coffee and treats in another room. Avery REFUSED to go into the kids room. This is the 3rd week in a row that she’s done this. So I brought her into the mom’s room and she acted like a banshee! There were brownies on the table and she did everything in her power to spend the two hours attempting – and at time succeeding – at stealing crumbs. “Teeny bites” as she called them. I was MORTIFIED in front of these women.
How did this happen to my kid? I hope she grows out of soon for both my sake and hers. I can’t take this much longer…
On a lighter note – she did take a nap – or should I say she’s napping right now. We were coming home from Target (sidenote: during the whole trip she annouced at the top of her lungs that she “HAD TO GO POOP POOP NOW”) and I hear silence from the backseat. I look back and she is out cold. Against my better judgement I laid her down in her room when we got home. (Just thinking ahead to bed time) I will let her sleep and maybe she will be a happy girl for the rest of the day. But I’m not counting on it.