Addie is really getting the best of me and she is only five. I can't think about her teenage years without a couple of doses of Nyquil and shining a bright flash light into my eyes. I never wanted to be one of those parents that says do it because I told you so but I might be headed down that path soon. The other day she was up stairs and her shirt was twisted. She yells at me to come up stairs and help her out. I explained that I was busy with the younger two down stairs and she should come to me so I could help her. She told me that she did not want to come downstairs and she wanted me to come up stairs. I said "well you don't always get what you want!" "march your little but down here or you won't get my help". Her response?? "If I come down to you mom then you will be getting what you want so how does that make you better than me?" So I ran up the stairs and un twisted her shirt and said "HA!" "Now who is the bigger person?" The look on her face did not make me feel like I had won though.
Olivia... My cute care bear is starting to show the ability to think as well. She was licking the beater after I had mixed up the brownies and was make a horrible mess. I took the beater away and told her she was done. She said she wanted more brownie batter. I said "NO!" You were making a mess! So I took away your privileges. She dipped her finger in the batter and licked it clean and said "try and take that out of my tummy!" If I hadn't done my yoga that day and found inner peace I probably would have pulled out knives and pretended that I was going to preform at home surgery. I hate being one upped.
And do not comment that you know where they get it from. Trust me its not a good idea.