I’m sure this is a small sampling of drama.

December 18, 2011 · 3 comments

I was woken up this morning to make pancakes (a weekend tradition at my house). She helped me cook as usual.

I gave Tyra a pancake (really, 3/4 of a pancake, she swears she can’t eat a whole one…up from 1/2 of a pancake last time). She devoured it.

Then she asks me for grapes (we bought some at Whole Foods yesterday).

One grape?
Sure, dear.
Another grape?
Go for it.
More grapes?
Dear, you’re going to get sick eating too much, and Mom is going to take you outside. Go brush your teeth.
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH (complete with running off and screaming).

She’s a wee bit dramatic. And very upset with me. She insists that I’m not going to get any Christmas presents.

Really? She’s this upset after I gave her some money to get a new dress, breakfast, and more food than she can handle?

This is just the tip of the iceberg, methinks.

{ 3 comments }

Bella 12.18.11 at 3:52 PM

Oh my! It will never be enough lol

Stesha 12.18.11 at 4:04 PM

Oh, there’s more to come. Trust me.

Hugs and Mocha,
Stesha

Candace T. 01.03.12 at 2:35 PM

Looks like you have a daddy’s girl! 🙂

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