Little Mae is totally embracing her new 2 year old status.
She throws toys, laughs and says, "No throw!"
She pushes her kind and patient big brother, "No Andrew!"
To her best playmate, Grace, she says, "You! Go away!"
And we have lots of conversations that go like this...
"Mae, do you want water or milk?"
"Milk!"
"Okay. Milk."
"Water!"
"Water or milk?"
"Milk! Water!"
Very familiar...like a reoccurring bad dream. Pointless conversations with a toddler that you can never win. Guess what? Mae gets milk and water.
Mae has also started to hate daycare. "No daycare! Mommy! Mommy!!!!!! AHHHHH!"
This picture is after I picked her up recently. She cried for 2 hours straight, so I came and got her. (I get extra mom points since I was at home with the stomach flu.). Surely there must be something wrong with her? Nope. She immediately smiled when she saw me, smug little stinker. See the smile behind that pacifier?
She also had a trip to the doctor recently for a well visit, which she screamed through. Then she got a shot and a blood draw. For a week all she said was, "Hurt Mae Mae! Ouch! Awe Mae. Hurt me." and pointed to her finger and thigh whenever the doctor visit was mentioned.
Her language has exploded in the last few weeks and her favorites stories to tell are about puppies she sees, people that have wronged her in some way (imagined), and things on her body that hurt.
If the sun is in her eyes - "Eyes hurt me! Ouch!"
She saw a puppy on a walk a few weeks ago, daily she says, "Puppy lick Mae. Ouch! Awe puppy." And of course, the lies. "Andrew push-ed Mae Mae."
She is still incredibly sweet and cute and smart! I am loving (or trying to remember to) where she is learning her own voice, asserting herself and discovering the world around her.
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