Life with a 2 year old diva...

Today Josh and I made the mistake of thinking that our 2 year old daughter could behave with some social grace at a memorial service. I mean, who were we kidding. This is the same girl who just yesterday colored on the walls. We started off in the cry room. Well that was inappropriately named for us...for us it was the screaming room for Princess Abigail. She refused to take her coat off (I think it may have been a fashion statement because it matched her outfit so nicely, but that's just me) or sit nicely on Mommy's nap. She just screamed at the top of her lungs "C'mon, c'mon yet's go!". So she finally got her wish and Daddy took her back to Grandma's house. Poor Daddy :-(

Later in the day we took her shopping to pick up some Christmas gifts. While I was ooing and aahing over things, Abby tried to escape from her buggy Houdini style. Naturally she was still wearing her little leopard furry coat. Ugh. Imagine how horrible it would have been to have her running round screaming "C'mon c'mon yet's go!" in the middle of Bath and Body Works.

When we got home, Mommy and Daddy were in dire need of a nap. But Princess Abby had fallen asleep in the car and no longer felt sleepy. She sure needed a nap though because she was SO crabby and screamed and whined all day. Oh the joys of being 2....