I can imagine how hard it is for pragmatic thinking parents to have a feeling child. You know an artist an individual. It is hard for me even though my brain is lingering somewhere between the artsy and pragmatic functions. I also married an architect which for me was a perfect balance of artsy and brainy. God knows I would never be able to do what he does. I am not that analytical. So of course when it came to babies it was only a matter of time till one was artsy, independent, beating to her own drum. Even by a mere age of 3.
It does not take her long to put her hand on her hips and state clearly that not only this is not what she wants.
but she also demands to know where you hid her doll right here right now and because of that she calls you Mama
She will not be persuaded by arguments, unfortunately she is way to keen for that. “Momma where did you put my doll” is the question and it only deserve a specific answer
What did I expect. I come from a family of Independent Eastern European Women. The Eastern European part may not matter that much if you do not take into consideration that my Grandmother was one of the first women to receive an equivalent of American CPA and work as Accountant. Her mother in 1800s owned her own Restaurant and drove her own Carriage.
I know those accomplishments are not much in this day and age, but the blood that runs in this girlie is enough to make me and the entire establishment gray, even though right now she only rolls her eyes and puts her hands on her hips.
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Nothing like a stong willed female
Oh my gosh this is hysterical…I am such an eye roller but luckily Maya hasn’t taken on this wonderful trait of mine. Yet.
Oh, I think she’s perfect. Love those pics. I bet your mother wrote the same thing about you as a child.