Go big or go home. That is Lily’s motto for most things in life. At two years old, this little person amazes me so very much. Not that Emma doesn’t, but Emma is truly my quiet and more even tempered soul. Lily, on the other had, is known to be in a room where ever she is. Take, for instance, today’s latest incident with Lily.
Lily was playing with my iPhone and still watches Mickey Mouse Christmas on there every chance she can get even though Christmas is well in the past now. She even will repeat some of the lines with Santa. It is really very cute. Well, it had just ended for the 1,234,456,789 time and saw my opportunity to get her to take a bath (every once in awhile she needs to get hosed down!).
I got her in the bathroom, by the way, as she hit replay (yes she knows how to do this). She used the toilet and got undressed while still watching this episode. Even though it was now in the middle of the same episode, she had indeed seen too many damn times, I tried to get her to put down the iPhone long enough to bathe her. Here is close to what I got at this point from Lily…
Let’s just say, she was truly displeased and let everyone in a ten mile radius know this fact. She screamed and cried getting into the bath, taking a bath, drying off, getting dressed. She pretty much was vocal about this situation for a good ten minutes. When she was finally dressed and thought she could get back my iPhone, she quieted down, slowly waked over to it and tried to snatch it back without being noticed.
I proceeded to take the phone and told her she wasn’t playing with it for a few minutes, because of how she misbehaved. Well, the screeching Lily returned and was sent to time out on the couch. She huffed and puffed all the way to the couch, but was told to remain on that couch until she was quiet.
Once she was indeed quiet, she asked about my iPhone and was informed by me that it was off limits for the night for how she behaved, but could play with her LeapPad if she wanted. She took me up on the offer and stayed quiet.
I was sitting checking my e-mail a few minutes later, when Lily walked over calmly and said, “I am sorry mommy. Can I give you a hug and a kiss?”
I swear this came out of nowhere and was done all on her own (kind of shocking and astounding in her own right). I can’t tell you how this kid went from ticking me off and making me want to throttle her only ten minutes earlier to wanting to hug her and never let her go. She really blew me away how she did that all on her own. I have taught her early on how to say, please, thank you and I am sorry. I guess she even at this young age learned how and even when she needs to say I am sorry. A feat which to me is nothing truly short of amazing. I know she is mine and probably a bit prejudice here, but can’t help, but be a bit proud of her even if I took having a meltdown of mega proportions to get this out of her.
I will say this though in the end, “The girl has spunk.” Of course, I am no Lou Grant (Mary Tyler Moore Reference, yes I am old and watched a lot of re-runs), mainly because I don’t dislike her spunk, but actually kind of like it (except for when it is over the top), but still life is never dull with her and even Emma will tell you “This is Just Lily!”
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