I must take a moment to let you all know what I am listening to as I am blogging this afternoon - why? I am actually too busy laughing right now to really think about my next blog post.
I get all of my blogging done while my children are sleeping (or supposed to be sleeping). This afternoon I put both girls down for a nap and then began my blog session. I could hear Mattea kicking the walls, opening drawers, digging in her closet, etc. I let this behavior continue for a few minutes before I made the decision to intervene. Finally, I went in to find Mattea picking out a tank top, tights, and church shoes. I told her to get her little hinder back to bed. When she interceded to say "just a minute, I need a sweatshirt." My tone went up a notch and I then repeated myself - which did not go over well. She began crying and yelling at the top of her lungs, "I don't like you, I like daddy!" So currently as I'm writing this all I hear is "I like my daddy, I don't like you - I don't like you at all, I like my daddy. Where is my daddy? I don't liiiiiike you!" Ok moms - this is not hurting my feelings in the least but have any of you heard these words before? I'm pretty certain it won't be the last time.