Terrific Twos

Dear Laney,

That's right: Terrific Twos.

I'm worried that people reading this blog may be starting to think that all I do is complain about you. It's true that you sometimes have a mean streak about a half-mile wide*, and occasionally Peg Peg talks to you on the webcam no more than three and a half minutes before she has to confess, "Okay, I'm exhausted." But you also have moments - whole afternoons, even - of being a complete angel. And today was one of those days.

I picked you up at school, and you were in such a good mood. I asked your teacher if you'd been a pill, and she said "Actually, no. [Name redacted] was actually the doodyhead today." Awesome! To celebrate this victory, I took you to the mini mart and let you pick out your own snack. Then, we stopped by the river on the way home so you could throw my half of the chips in the water we could splash and play.

We spent about an hour running and throwing rocks and pointing out the birds. We didn't fuss, not even once.

Thank you for a perfect day. You were a real treat, but rest assured I love you just as much when you ARE the Doodyhead Of The Day.

Love,

Mom

* We talked to our friend Amy tonight, a.k.a. stellar mom and professional early childhood educator, and she says that your "That's mine!" phase is actually developmentally advanced, because you're able to verbally communicate that you don't want to share, vs. just biting the other kid. Maybe this is true, and maybe it's bogus and Amy's just a total enabler. Either way, we'll take it. Thanks, Amy!