With Thing 2 it is different. It takes such a short period of time for her to find the cinamon and sugar bowl. She dumped it all in the frount room where she was eating it. This beats the exhaustive day of Desitin (all over the wall), Toothpaste (Floor and wall), and baby formula. I believe there was some laundry spray as well but I have sufficiently repressed that memory inorder to tell myself I am still an ok option for a parent. I try.
Some days are better than others. She is two and I should respect that. I whole heartily accept she has mastered the english language which gets her into more trouble. I think she understands like "a big girl". She doesn’t and that makes straight up angry sometimes. I have anger issues and I try to not take out my high expectations on my sweet innocent little girl. But she knows how to push the buttons.
She truly is adorable. She loves helping in the kitchen. I have her mix things and she calls it "bate bate". This is from the song that Dora sings as she mixes the chocolate. We have fun. She and I made peanut butter cookies last week. She wouldn’t touch one after they were done (not a fan of cookies). She was so proud though and told our neighbors that she made them herself. I just can’t believe how lucky I am to be home with these wonderful munchkins.
Today thing 1 said one of the most random things I have ever heard.
(standing in the position to fly on the arm of the couch)
Thing1: "I am MARY JOHNSON!"
JD: "What did you say?"
Thing 1: I am Mary Johnson! To Infinity and Beyond! (Jumps off the couch)
I think I laughed pretty hard. Laughing hard like I did when my friend emailed me this.