In an effort to distinguish the appropriate roles and responsibilities of our two girls (mostly since the potty training days) we've talked about big girls vs. babies a lot. And Kiddo knows she wants and needs to be a big girl, because that is good and desirable. This may have backfired on us.
While on vacation she learned, then perfected, the art of a yelling tantrum. (All my pre-vacation posts mentioning her screaming were not such, they were more of a yell, or a high-pitched squawk; I knew this then. I really know it now.) Since we've returned, they've lessened, but certainly not disappeared. The subject of most of them is "what big girls do."
"Big girls wear underpants!" is screamed when we're trying to get her to put on a pull-up for the night.
"Big girls wear pull-ups!" is the cry when we try to move to underwear in the morning.
"Big girls don't wear socks!" "Big girls wear their sparkly shoes!" "Big girls don't go to bed!" or whatever is the opposite of what we've just suggested. She can't stay 2 forever I suppose.
In addition, since she is a big girl, but she's realizing that there are still things that she can't do, that only parents do, I have become "big mama."
