I've become THAT Mama.
I don't know where she gets it - but since I know her Daddy doesn't whine....I'm thinking it could be from a grandparent.
(Totally kidding - please don't take me seriously.
I love you all and will be seeing in just a short bit....I know you aren't whiners.
Yet another place where the "sarcasm" font would be rather useful.)
She spent the majority of 3 hours in her room today because she didn't want to speak without whining. I checked her every 10 minutes and asked if she was "ready to be nice."
2 hours and 45 minutes later, she said "yes."
The stubbornness is straight from me.
And My Love.
Back to the car....
We were sitting at the red light waiting to drive through the gate to base, and Bitty Bean decided she was going to claw Jumping Bean's eyes out because Jumping Bean said "I love you."
You read that right.
When you choose disobedience, you choose danger.
(This is pertinent, stay with me)
So we pulled up to the gate guard and I asked the POLICEMAN to scare some sense into my criminally-minded 3 year old.
And he did...
He did, however, make Jumping Bean cry for fear that he would take her naughty sister away to jail.
He never said that.
But he was speaking in the car window telling my girls to shape up and listen to their mother. Apparently, they get requests for that all the time, so he had a great little speech down pat. I may have to go back later and plagiarize.
Bitty Bean did get the point.
By the time we were home, I thought she was reformed.
Calm behavior, listening, obeying....but then I realized she had just been mulling over what the policeman had said when she asked,
"Would I have to share with my sisters if I'm in Jail?"
Maybe Boy Bean isn't my only Felon-in-Training.