Sugar has been a terror today.

ATERROR.

One minute I was with her, and the next minute she had thread from a bobbin cutting off circulation in her wrist.  She got herself scratched on the face by the cat because she squeezed Rosie do tight that she couldn’t breathe.  And when she wasn’t being totally irrational… oh wait, she was totally irrational all day long.

"I want a cookie."  

"No, you can’t have a cookie."

"WAAAAAHHHH. COOKIE!!! I WANT A COOKIE!!!!!!"

I have really been having a hard time with her lately.  Maybe it’s because she’s two?  She just doesn’t mind, whenever I ask her to do anything she does the opposite, and when I go to punish her (time out) she just has a tantrum.  But today was BAD.  First she wanted Charming to hold her, but he was holding Spider, so Sugar just had a cow.  When I was holding Spider she wanted me to hold her, so I passed the baby off to Charming and guess who she wanted to hold her?  Yep.  Daddy.

Then she wanted to get her own socks.  I picked some out and she fell to pieces.  So I put them back and told her she could get them.  Did she do so?  No.  She just continued to scream and kick on the floor. 

We did have one good moment together just before bed.  We took a bath together.  I don’t usually take baths with the kids because they crawl all over me and laugh at my squishy anatomy.   When I rolled on my back, Sugar noticed my non-head hair and said, "oh, what do you got, Mom?"  That was pretty funny.  Of course it was also funny when I was relaxing on my stomach and she licked my toosh to get my attention.

Too much information, I know.  I know.

I need sleep.