It's not fair!

It's not fair that I understand EXACTLY what my almost 3-year-old is thinking. I can look in her eye and know exactly what she is thinking. Good thing she is still in awe of this "gift." Someday she won't like it. And she's quite the actress too.

Let me set the scene: I am working (as is the norm these days) in my office, which is right off the living room (aka playroom). Ellie starts to scream. Not a hurt scream, just a "I'm really pissed off right now" scream. I walk out and am able to capture the moment above. Ellie is trapped under Claire's chair and can't move forward because of the couch. She can't move sideways because she's too big. She can't move back because Claire is blocking her with her feet (and probably kicking her also, but I didn't witness that part). Claire is enjoying her TV show and paying, seemingly oblivious to the fact that Ellie is screaming right underneath her. Claire just looks at me (before I can say anything) and says "Ellie is stuck." Right....Ellie is in for a rough life. I'm going to have to help her toughen up somehow. Naw...Claire will do it for me.

Note: Ellie has this freaky ability to get a foot worked out of her sleepers. She wiggles it out between the snaps. It's weird. In the picture above, her foot is out.

Claire is potty-trained too now. Kind of. She will potty at preschool, but when she comes home she asks for a pull-up or diaper. When I leave her big girl panties on, she wets them. I think out of spite. Someday her therapist will explain it to me.