Taylor Ann & the Terrible (oops...i mean TERRIFIC) two's

Now that Taylor turned three, I am continually looking back over this past year of the two's.  I absolutely love them!  I know my close friends and family might think I've hated them, I do complain about the craziness that this two year old has added to my life, but that's because that's exactly how she acts when I'm on the phone with them!  She does have these certain things that drive me CRAZY...like demanding Christmas music within 3 seconds of getting in the truck.  I buckle her up, start to get in my seat, and right before my door even gets closed, I count backwards in my head....3-  2--- 1--"Mommy, turn on Kismas Muzic.....YAY!!!"   I refuse to do it without a "please", and a "thank you", but even with the polite words added by her as an afterthought, I want to say NO and turn on my jams for once...why don't i?  Why let a tiny princess girl in the backseat rule what I listen to??  Well, I could turn on my music, but when her cries for Krismas Muzic are louder than my song, I just get more upset that I can't hear it!!  So Jingle Bells, jingle bells...all the way....lol!   She follows me around claiming to be "hungie" right after a meal, she insists upon dressing herself, even though we have to be out the door in 2 minutes, and pulling that skirt up by herself takes at least 5!!  I can ask her to do something and she says "I just can't", but then as soon as Blake offers to do it, she demands to be the one to DO IT!!  How can something so sweet and tiny be SOOO unbearable?  I guess the same way that this little stinker mighty girl can melt my heart with a wink of her eye, or a "tank you, Mommy"  just for fixing her breakfast, and I can't forget the little high-pitched squeaky voice that belts out EVERY single word of Every one of the Christmas songs that she has demanded!  I drive and smile the whole way, how could I complain about that?!?  The way she lays her head on my shoulder and rubs my back, the way she yells "Mommmmmy!!!" with her arms open wide for an embrace, when I walk in the door after being gone for a whole 15 minutes!  I look at her and love her more than I could have ever imagined.  I am so worried that she is growing up way too fast...

 

NOW   I'M   "FREE"   (three)