And Then She Said - Part 1

I really want to keep a record of some of the things she says. They may not be chronological, but I’ll post them here as a sporadic series.

Sunshine has been a bit of a demon lately. She’s digging her heels in and testing her boundaries. It sucks! I’m now that mom — leaving stores with a screaming preschooler; standing calmly next to her stroller while she screams and puts her feet down on the pavement, so I can’t push the stroller; counting to three, so she knows I mean business. Good thing I don’t embarrass easily. She actually woke up at 2:30am recently and had a tantrum, screaming for cookies. (Suffice it to say, she didn’t get any.)

Last night, in between tantrums, she played pretend with me.

Sunshine: Mommy, I da mommy and you da baby. 

Me: Okay. 

Sunshine: If you want someting, you don’t get it if you scweam and cwy.

Me: (pouting) BUT I WANT IT!

Sunshine: If you scweam you get nutting.

Deceptively Adorable