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Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Guilty!!









I have been more surprised by the things my 2 year old daughter, the 'third-born', has gotten herself into than I have ever yet been by the things my 4 year old, first-born son has ever done! Never thought that would be the case, but it most definitely is, thus far!

C is a character all in her own department...
She's the littlest of the family (other than Baby C, of course!), yet has by far the most spunk and feist of us all (hence, the nickname "The Diva"); She could care less about being a 'Mama/Papa- pleaser', and is more concerned about Mama/Papa/brother/sister pleasing her; She's tough as nails, though will very possibly insist til the day she dies on the color 'pink' for everything, especially her wardrobe choices; She will stand her ground whenever she's told 'no' (which lately has been very often!), never batting an eyelash at even the threat of discipline, yet one of her most favorite mantras is, "Hold me, Mama; Mama, hold me!" She can take anyone in an "I can ignore you no matter what you do to me" contest, but then turns around and melts your heart with her infectious smile, little elfen voice, and crystal blue eyes; She is afraid of no one, no matter their size, stature, status, or sex, yet the tiniest doggy sends her into the most terrified screaming frenzy you've ever heard; She has gained the status in our household as one to be greatly feared in any 'sword fight' or wrestling match- the girl has major chutzpah!

Ah yes. Our Sweet Little Diva. Did I mention that she's the one who we've deemed "sneaky," with a mischievous streak all her own? Let me expound with two examples to demonstrate why this is the child we will be ever watchful of, particularly in the teenage years when some children are tempted to do things like, oh say, sneak out of the house...

Infraction #1- Discovered C hiding in a closet when I heard the sound of (what I assumed to be) a wrapper crinkling. I grabbed the camera, knowing this would probably be a good camera opp I wouldn't want to miss (!), and I was so glad I did! I slowly slid the door open and the Diva dived into the corner and slyly tried to get rid of the evidence of her crime. However, her chocolatey hands and mouth gave away her crime immediately! Caught, chocolate-handed!!! But her big sister was ever so gracious and helped her open the wrapper, which she had not successfully actually gotten open (though it was smushed and squeezed out the sized by this point!), and shared the mini candy bar with her little sister (as it was technically M's candy bar to begin with, being 'saved' for a later time to eat)!


Infraction #2- Discovered C sitting too quietly inside a box, silently wadding up small pieces of brown paper and proceeding to stuff them up her nostrils!!! Oh my goodness. How is it, seriously, that my son never did such a thing, but my petite little darlin' did such a thing with the shameless confidence and gusto of a pro?! I still can't believe - or understand why- she did such a thing, but I'm at least thankful that I caught her in the act so I knew of the deed and was able to take action! The 'removing of the paper' was as comical as the whole situation, as I laid her head on my lap and used a tweezers to pull out several pieces of snotty paper. She laid there completely comfortable, talking to me as I put the tweezers up her nose, explaining to me that she had put them in "dis side, Mama; not dis side"  (I had no idea whether to expect to find paper stuffed up just one or both sides!) When asked, "Why did you do this?" Her response: "I dunnoknow." Every few seconds she would matter-of-factly, without emotion, state, "Ow. Hurt." but never fussed, screamed, pulled away, or did anything I would have expected a two year old to do when a tweezer is digging around inside their nostrils! When I pulled out the first wad of paper, the big kids were sitting next to me, one holding the flashlight (M) and the other (L) simply observing. They were not completely aware of what was going on, though I was trying to explain as we went. L did not know that it was brown paper, so when I pulled out the first piece of wet brown paper, he exclaimed, "Ew! Mama!!! Why does C have poopoo in her nose?! Yuck!! I don't like that!! Why did she do that?!?!" Ah yes. Always teachable moments, eh?!

Nose (Or view here at my facebook video page)

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