Bear has figured out how to open the fridge by herself. I heard her asking for milk and was about to go downstairs when I heard her clopping up the stairs, and a sloshing sound. She held the 2/3 empty bottle of juice in one hand and sippy cup in the other. I wish the camera had been up here, it was too cute.
Of course, the mean mommy is not letting her drink it until she picks up the dry cereal she spilled on the floor.
So now she's pouting.
The battle of the wills is on.
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Showing posts with label terrible twos. Show all posts
Showing posts with label terrible twos. Show all posts
Friday, April 18, 2008
Friday, February 01, 2008
sigh...
When we put Hannah to bed tonight, we found a book in her bed.... with 2 pages ripped out of it.
She didn't press us when we told her we would not rock with her or snuggle extra, so I think she realized she was in trouble. Daddy is promising to move the bookshelf to the guest room if she does it again...
She didn't press us when we told her we would not rock with her or snuggle extra, so I think she realized she was in trouble. Daddy is promising to move the bookshelf to the guest room if she does it again...
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