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Friday, January 17, 2014

Maggie has been three and a half all week long.

I went to my MOPS meeting and they were showing some YouTube videos entitle "Real Conversations with 3 Year Old".  Check them out here.  That's right.  I'm not alone in my plight.

Here are two real conversation with my three year old from today.  We were at Chik-fil-A visiting with a friend.  It was pretty thoughtful of me to meet at a place with a playground.  It was time to leave, though.

Maggie, we need to leave.
I don't want to go.
Let's go get your shoes.
If I have to go get your shoes, I will take away your new Chik-fil-A book.
I'm not going to get my shoes.
Ok, but your book will get taken away.
We'll see about that. (Yes, this is Maggie talking.)
I start to go get her shoes and she beats me there and puts them on.
I did take her book away.

Maggie let's put on your coat.
No, I don't want to get it on.
Do we need to have a "conversation" in the bathroom?
NO!  Oh, but I do need to go pee for real.
Okay, let's get your coat on first.
NO! I need to pee first.
WE head to the bathroom so she can pee and "have a talk".
Maggie sitting on the toilet.
Mom, I need my coat on to pee.

We head to the YMCA to pick up Schroeder from Preschool.

Mom, can I bring in my fruit from Chik-fil-A?
No, you may not.  We are in a hurry.
Commence fit throwing.
I am carrying a baby carrier with P in it and practically dragging Maggie by the hand.
She goes boneless after the first set of doors and refusing to climb the stairs to go inside.
I set P down just inside the second set of doors and come back to carry her up.
I set her down on the chair in the lobby and go up a flight of stairs to get Schroeder.
I can see and hear her the whole way up.  The girl who just refused to come inside is now angry.
Mom, I wanted to go upstairs with you!

Hang in there moms.  The irrationality of it all is kind of funny, really.

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