She pranced around this evening dressed like this, repeatedly saying "I so cute!"
Yes, you are so cute. Unfortunately, I now dread having to undo the damage of this attention when we move away. Can you imagine what kind of damage living with two *mostly* unemployed parents and two grandparents would do to an only child, two year old?!
Oh, I think I got a taste of it.
I had LE by myself this evening (which I must confess its been a huge luxury to basically rarely be alone with her...that sounds terrible, but you know what I mean) and she full on threw herself onto the Walmart floor multiple times kicking and screaming. I, being the *amazing* parent that I am, didn't cave (too much that is), which meant I left her laying there, giving bystanders plenty of time to walk by and take in the situation of the bratty child and her horrible mother. Nothing like being the biggest mess at Walmart... The evening was complete with a string of battles ending with an 11pm bedtime.
The future doesn't look cute.