Commons phrases I hear when I pick Makenzie up from school these days:
~"Makenzie didn't have on her listening ears today."
~"Makenzie was a little bossy with her friends today--telling them where to go, where to sit, what toys to play with."
~"Makenzie looked at me like I was crazy every time I told her to do something and then told me 'I don't have to!'"
I've always heard that 3 is worse than 2. We're smack dab in the middle right now, so I hope we make it over this mountain soon. God made her so stinkin' cute to protect her during these times--it's hard to punish them so severely when they're cute (well, some days that is).
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