My three year old daughter is a handful. She is absolutely adorable, too smart for her own good, very lovable and can be super sweet but she is also wild, stubborn and makes our lives very interesting at times. If Kairi doesn’t want to do something, then she is not going to do without a fight. I also tell my husband that she got this from him because according to his mother, he was just like her as a baby and toddler. I was a very mellow child and sometimes wish she would have gotten some of those traits.
I am sure everyone has heard the saying that silence is golden unless you are a toddler, then it is suspicious. I am pretty sure that this saying was made for Kairi. As much as any mom enjoys peace and quiet in a day, I know that when Kairi is being completely quiet, it most likely means she is doing something naughty.
One day here recently we had some pretty bad thunder storms, it ended up waking Kairi and I both up at five thirty in the morning. I took her out to the living room and tried to get her to lay down with me on the couch, it was not happening. She decided it was time to be awake and there was no way I was getting her to go back to sleep. Well, she was way over tired and when she gets over tired, it makes her get flat out naughty. I spent all morning chasing her around the house, keeping her out of everything, stopping her from dumping the dog’s food into the water dish, ripping up every piece of paper she could find, she stripped naked a total of eight times and stuck her feet into the toilet to go swimming and decided that her older sister’s mermaid barbie needed to swim in the fish tank. All that was before lunch time. In the midst of all her trouble making, I tried doing stuff to keep her entertained we colored, she ripped the book, tried to read, she pushed the book away and wanted down, watched her favorite cartoon, it only entertained her for about ten minuets and tried to play with her several times but she just wanted to do something she was not suppose to do instead. Whenever I would stop her from doing whatever task she currently had to decided she had to do, she would throw a huge fit.
After lunch I decided it was time that girl took a nap, I knew it would be a fight because she did not want to take a nap. So I prepared myself for the nap time battle, I had her go potty, got her a sippy cup, sat in the rocker with her a blanket and we rocked. She resisted me at first, kept saying, ” no, no, no” or ” I’m stuck”. It took about ten minuets of her resisting, a few more peaceful minuets of rocking and she was out. Since I had already gotten the baby to sleep and the older kids were at Grandma’s house I took full advantage of this time and napped with them.