At dinner, I literally had to force feed her pizza becasue she didn't want to eat. Seriously, who in their life has ever force fed a child pizza? So that was a battle tha I barely won. Then, I took the girls to the library for the evening storytime at our library. It is such a great program- they do songs and lots of books and even a craft. We look forward to it every week since we used to go during the week when I was home with them. I warned Elia with threats of time out, going home, etc. to be a good girl while we were there. Which she was, until it was time to go. I was checking out books and I asked her to sit on the floor and look at her books while I checked out. She started screaming the floor is too dirty mama! And you know that even a speaking voice at the library is heard all over, and she was screaming so it was even worse. I pleaded with Gianna to help her sister read her book quietly. Elia quieted down immediately and so I finished checking out in peace. When I finished I found them like this:
All of my anger and exhaustion melted away at that minute. How sweet is that? Fleeting though- we had another battle this very moring about washing her hands. I think this might be the terrible twos!
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Aw...it's those little moments that remind you why you're fighting the good fight!
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