Friday, August 8, 2008

Princess Stinker

I am not sure who coined the phrase "terrible twos". I think the threes are much worse. I am not sure what is going on with child #5 lately, but the last few weeks have found me challenged like never before. Glory is determined, fiercely independent, bossy, sassy, energetic, naughty, mean, and a whole host of other things lately. She has been catty, telling one sibling that he or she is "my best friend". I think she does that to make the other kids cry. She has been locking herself into bathrooms and bedrooms, getting into all sorts of mischief with water and glitter and chapstick. She changes her clothes ten times a day. She hides things that don't belong to her to keep them for herself. She purposely sits in any spot at meal times other than her own. She screams and taunts and fights.

But she gives the best hugs and kisses. Glory can be so sweet to her baby brother. She is remembering to use her manners when she wants things. She has begun to wear underwear most of the time and gets herself to the toilet. And she enjoys life. The above photo was taken after picking beans in the garden. She loves to be outside and longs for someone to play with her. She still enjoys naps and rest times and being read to. She gets the humor in movies and television shows.

In short, Glory has transformed over the summer from a baby-ish sort of girl, to a little girl. There is no going back now. I guess I had just better roll with the punches and try to figure out how to help an emotional three-year-old through a transitional time in her life. And I will cling to every moment that she lays in my arms, breathing deeply, sleeping after a busy day of just trying to be big.