My daughter has gained some new found freedom, the freedom of expression. To be more specific, she has figured out how to say no. Okay, she doesn't so much say it as she does shake her head from side to side. Never-the-less, she "says" no, and she is aware that she can "say" no, and is very, VERY proud that she can "say" no.
My daughter uses her new ability often, even to things that I am certain she wants. She is proud of her new ability, and does it just because she can. Try to feed her the butter toast for breakfast that I know she loves, she shakes he head no. Try to feed her the bottle of milk she needs to drink, she clamps her mouth shut and shakes her head no. Try to brush her teeth, she shakes her head no. Try to change her diaper, she shakes her head no. I could go on and on, but I think you get the point.
As she shakes her head no, I can just hear her own internal dialogue: No. Nope. Huh-uh. No Siree Bobby. Not Gonna Happen. Never Ever. It is easy to get frustrated. I often find myself thinking: Dear, I realize that you don't want to brush your teeth, but this is not something you get to say no to. This is not a negotiation. So would you please just open your stinkin' mouth so I can brush your teeth and put you to bed and then go pass out on the couch. Thank you!
But, if you ever saw her do it, you would see that she does it with the biggest, proudest, orneriest smile you have ever seen. And then I think to myself, how can something so annoying be so cute?
Sincerely,
The-M-O-M
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