I have a wise sister who has six kids. She once told me that the most challenging age her children went through was four years old. We're almost there with Miss M, and I can really tell... These last couple of weeks have been... different. Lots of arguing and power struggles. But she still is so cute! I need to always remember the sweet things she says and does, and focus on her little innocent spirit. Here are some Miss M quotes from the last two days...
"Do you know what a bullet is? It's a round round ball and it shoots bad guys."
"When I have not any toe nails painted, then I'm cute. When I have toenails painted, then, I'm pretty." (This is a constant struggle with Miss M. I always mess up and say that she is cute, and then she gets mad and says she's not cute! She's pretty! I don't know where her objection to being cute comes from, but it is hard to work around, because she is undeniably... cute.)
And this conversation from the back seat:
Miss M: Isn't this ocean pretty? And these mountains are pretty. But mud is not pretty because it has dirt in it.
Miss A: I think mud is pretty. It is a pretty brown color.