BOY was Layla in a bossy/wild mood yesterday. She bossed her babies around and attempted to boss mommy around. Okay, so by the end of the day, I sort of gave in. I was worn out...it was a hard battle with an almost 2 year old. Not only was she bossy, but she was like...borrowing here from my dad..."a bull in a china shop". Does snow make little ones wild or something? She was the kind of wild where you can see it in her eyes.
SO...last night's conversation with Layla went something like this. My clown routine was worn out...my patience (and I kind of consider patience my strong suit) was dwindling....when I heard...
Layla: Mommy...mommy...mommy...MAMOOO....mommmYYYY...mommy....oh mommy
**Note: still one of the sweetest things I hear all day...for the most part :-)
Mommy (yelling over the running water in the bathroom) : Just a sec, baby.
Layla: Mommy....mommy...MAMMOO...need you mommy
Mommy (walking in to her room, slightly exasperated): yes, baby.
Layla: Oh mommy....dats ugly. Dats ugly mommy.
Mommy: Mommy's being ugly???
Layla: 'yes, baby' dats ugly
HA...so I guess my tone was not desirable for her? I thanked her for bringing it to my attention and then hugged her and told her I was sorry. She proceeded to hit all of her stuffed animals...then look at me and say, "dats ugly, right der". She's funny.