Last night at dinner Olivia was talking to Tyler and I. She somehow in her conversation came to the following point: "When I return from my mission to Disneyland..." Tyler interrupted her and said, "You can't go on a mission to Disneyland." She looked at him, tilted her head to one side, huffed and said, "Yes, I can." He stopped arguing with her.
This morning she was playing with her friend, Joey. They were in Carter's room dancing because there is a radio in there. I overheard him say, "Who was born first in your family?" She said very matter-of-fact, "My mom". He said, "No. Who was born first?" She came into the nursery where I was dressing Audrey and she asked me, "Mom, who was born first?" I looked at her and asked, "Who is the oldest brother?" She looked at me and huffed and tilted her head to one side as if to say, "Why are you answering my question with a question?" Then she rolled her eyes and said, "Carter." I smiled and said, "You're right."
She ran into the boys room and told Joey. Then she huffed again and said, "I am mad at my mom." He asked why and she said, "I am very angry." I don't know what she was thinking or what I did. Thankfully, she got over her anger quickly.
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That is priceless. You may never know what set her off...hormone storms start early!!
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