Hoping that she won't always live up to that name, we won't keep it for long. But for now, it's the only thing that fits. Beignet will say that LMN's favorite things to say are "no" and "I no want night night." It's the truth. We hear 'no' at various volumes throughout the day. It can come with a smile, a tear, a scream, or a shriek. Baby B and I just look at each other and sigh....our ears are tired. The new Little Miss is perfecting her tantrum. Thursday, she excelled at removing all barrettes from her braids (and throwing them in various corners of the room), taking off her shoes and socks, and was working on removing her undies when she finally settled down.
There are upsides to having Little Miss No around though. When she isn't saying no or throwing a fit, she is a funny, funny duck. LMN doesn't stop. She is running, tripping, crawling, climbing, laughing, attacking, following us at all times. She adores Beignet (and the feeling is often, though not always, reciprocated). She loves shoes that light, shirts with monkeys, cats with shirts, and backpacks. She stops dead in her tracks for firetrucks and school buses. Beignet and I decided just the other day as Miss No had her shirt stuck on her head and ran around the living room saying: Where me? Where me? that we are glad she is here and we'll let her stay as long as she needs. Regardless of how much our ears hurt.
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