No, it's not mean of me to have taken a picture of this evil little creature in her natural form, it's cute in a weird yet scary kinda way! I love her crazy curly hair! I feel as though it quickly turned to that crazy mess as she began to lose it down the stretch and threw herself to the floor in dramatic fashion. Almost like a Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde type of transformation. Then the hornes began to mysteriously grow out of her head!;)
Man, she was really in the middle of an awesome tantrum when I took this pic, I had no choice but to document such a natural disaster! I also like how she has that one eye slightly open to make sure you're paying attention, she kills me!

You gotta find humor in these moments, otherwise you're sunk. Because truly, from here on out, the battle has begun. Yes that's right, she's already gotten to the point where she demands things. Yes people, the art of language is a beautiful thing, but at 2 years old it's far from refined! A couple of weeks ago we discovered she apparently learned the word, "mine"(must be from that damn daycare), which she tends to scream at the top of her lungs when she wants something you've taken from her. What kills me is, every day it seems as though she's added more and more words to her vocabulary, it’s truly shocking! She's even beginning to string them into sentences. She's learning so quickly, I'm thinking I might have her take a look at my taxes this year! Anyway, my point is, you feel as though her little brain has developed leaps and bounds from when she was a little helpless blob on the floor that didn't realize that the object she'd been staring at for 20 minutes was actually attached to her body and it was her hand. However she still has no logic, doesn't understand patience, empathy or sharing; just to name a few things. It's just so hard to remember important things like that as you're trying to rationalize with her and can’t believe she just grabbed the light bulb from the lamp on her changing table that had been on for hours. I mean that's piping hot and it's really gonna hurt, duh?! Or because she’s having a breakdown in front of the escalator which in turn is beginning to form a pretty long line.

Anyway, I'm not trying to make a list of her shortcomings and point out an adult’s superiority, but rather, the opposite. Even though we seem to think we’re essentially fully developed (emotionally and intellectually) as adults, it amazes me how children are able to so easily and quickly highlight our inferiorities. What's the saying, “what doesn’t kill you, makes you stronger”, right??