Big Girls Don’t Cry

Something has happened since Addy turned 2.  She’s basically turned into a big girl.

A couple weeks ago we’ve gotten back to putting her into a gentle headlock to distribute her medicine.  It’s really just over the counter children’s Xyrtec but she acts like it’s acid juice and refuses to take it.  I’m not going to act like I’m above child bribery.

But Friday night I hand her the cup and she starts sipping it.  Like a nice scotch.  Then drains it and says “all done”, handing me the cup back.

Me and Brownlee just looked at each other in silent bewilderment lest we scare her.  Like a deer.

But then the other night I was headed out to go meet a friend for drinks.  Addy say me get my purse and I was prepared for tears but she just told me “bye bye!” and kept watching Bubble Guppies.

WTF is going on?  Did I want her to bust into inconsolable tears as I left for drinks?

Yes.

Yes I did. So then I wouldn’t want to.

Where’s this baby go?!

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3 thoughts on “Big Girls Don’t Cry

  1. I'm jealous. Since Parker turned 2, he's started throwing major fits… like throw himself on the floor and kick his feet kinda of fits.

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