Toddlers are confusing, they are free-willed little boogers who are simultaneously ridiculously adorable and ridiculously challenging. I swear God made them this way, with a balance of annoying and awesome so that they can keep you on your toes just long enough before you break but then melt you into a pile of mush with their sweet little kisses and unexpected hugs.
Sienna is not a brat per say, but sometimes her independence makes her seem that way. She'll try to put on her shoes and if I try to help she gets mad, pushes me away and throws the shoe. I try not to laugh but dang sometimes her wanting to be self sufficient already cracks me up.
Sometimes she'll go to bed without any fuss what.so.ever and sometimes she has the most epic bedtime meltdowns you'd think world war III just started here
Sometimes she'll sleep 8 hours straight and other times shes up screaming after just being down for 30 minutes
Sometimes she'll eat amazingly well, healthy & balanced making mama proud scarfing down brocoli and other days, most days...she wants nothing to do with normal food and would prefer nothing but puffs or a bowl of blueberries. Is it her teeth? is she being stubborn? OH that's right.
she's a TODDLER.
Some trips to Target are a breeze, she blissfully sits in the cart saying "hiiiiii" to everyone who passes by and then out of nowhere the fidgety get-me-outta-heres begin and the judgmental eyes of strangers are on you. I'm learning that toddlerhood comes with a lot of those eyes and I'm remembering that at once those eyes were once mine before I knew how it could be and would be. How my perfect sweet angel would start exercising her freedom and will
Oh my toddler girl ♥
I don't think I'll ever let this girl out of the house
when shes a teenager.