That little chickadee right there, sticking out her tongue with me, is wonderful.
But aside form that, she is moving along quickly into the so-called "terrible two's."
She has started pushing us to see how far she can take things, or what happens when asked to do something, and she looks me in the eye and does not comply with my command not to so x,y, or z.
Furthermore, she repeats everything I say, but in the sweetest, quietest voice ever. For example, today when I was reprimanding her, she repeated every single word of it back to me, smiling, as she copied. Her recently acquired penchant for imitation has its upsides to it; learning good manners or how to correctly use a spoon or a fork...then there's the cursing. I have significantly cut back on how many times I use bad words, but Alyssa likes to point out that I definitely still use them. For example, yesterday, I remembered something important that I had left undone, and muttered the F-word quietly, three times in a row. I didn't think she was listening, but she stopped playing, smiled at me, and whispered that word right back, three times in a row. Aaaccckk! No, little baby of mine. No!
So, I really have to watch myself. I've considered a curse word jar, but that just seems so stupid.
I just have to be more careful, I guess. It's funny also, how she just knows what words are silly to say, because we've never giggled at or made the words "pee" or "poop" taboo or funny; yet, whenever someone says them, she laughs or smiles and repeats them. "Pee pee!" she yells. I love her.
In not so happy news, I told Michael about the fact that I am determined for us to separate.
But that is another story, that I do not care to tell. It exhausts me just thinking about our relationship. It's a terrible thing to say, but its the truth.
Have to go. More later!
