March 09, 2012
She go crazy
If I were to raise my voice even a notch above a gentle speaking level to Mads she would dissolve into a puddle of tears right there in front of me. A., though? If I ask her to stop doing something she takes that as an invitation to do it even more. As soon as I say "no" she gets that gleeful, no-good little glint in her eye and I just know that whatever came before me saying "no" is nothing compared to what's about to go down. Part of it is the age difference - almost 2-year-olds aren't exactly known for their social skills - but more than that it's just temperment. Mads is a pleaser, she's cautious, sensitive. A. is a steamroller. If she's happy, everyone in a 3-mile radius is happy. It's infectious, golden. If she's not happy, well - take cover. Consider yourself warned.
It's probably a good thing that toddler-dom is a relatively short phase, because society as we know it likely wouldn't survive if it stretched on much longer. I know I wouldn't survive.
Like a lot of almost 2-year-olds, A. operates on a switch: She's either the cutest, fuzziest little peach of a person you've ever met in your whole, entire life or she's a complete raving lunatic. You never know what you're going to get. She comes weaving her way toward me across the kitchen floor and I brace myself, not sure if she's going to wrap my legs in a bear hug or bite a chunk out of my thigh.
It seems sort of impossible that A. and Mads share the same gene pool. But, having not quite managed to mentally block out that whole childbirth thing, I have it on fairly good authority that they do. They're just about the spitting image of one another, but beyond that they're as different as night and day.
Despite their differences, though, they are madly in love with one another. Her sister's name is the first word from A.'s mouth when she wakes up in the morning and the last one before she goes to bed at night. As for Mads, she tells me that the two of them will "probably" get married when they're older. I almost believe her.
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I stumbled upon your blog by mistake today and I'm so glad I did! Having two daughters of my own I relate to this particular post SO much!
Posted by: Nabata | Mar 14, 2012 1:55:10 PM
Found your blog off BabyCenter and love it! This post is hilarious to me because my son is an exact copy of your youngest. I'm crossing my fingers that our next will be much more mellow because I don't think two steamrollers would survive in the same house!
Posted by: KT | Apr 16, 2012 6:47:40 PM
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