Sometimes I wonder how the human species survives the toddler years.
Babies are cute and adorable little blobs who give you gummy smiles and generally do their best to endear themselves to you. It is a matter of survival, and they know it - they need you to feed and protect them.
Toddlers are defiant little blighters who need your help to survive but refuse to admit it. As they are tiny humans who are still learning social mores, they do completely irrational things, and often get away with it.
For example, it is considered perfectly normal for a toddler to eat their dinner wearing nothing but a bib and their undies.
Also normal? Biting, hitting, kicking and screaming to express their displeasure with something. These displeasing things can include daddy touching your shoes, having a broken cracker, eating the last grape, or not being allowed outside in a snowstorm wearing only your pajamas and snowboots.
I may have sprained a key portion of my brain related to thought in the last weeks. Possibly on the day she laid down on the sidewalk and refused to walk, but screamed "I BIG GIRL" when I offered to carry her and then tried to bite me when I tried to pick her up anyway. Her plan was apparently to live on the sidewalk forever.
Then she got distracted by a cement truck that drove past.
I've suddenly lost my main point in writing this, but I think it is that while I love my child dearly - and it is hard not to when she wraps her arms around my neck and says "I wuv you mama" - sometimes, her actions, words and attempts at logic hurt my brain.