It was well past bedtime. Celebrations celebrated. Baths had. Stories read. Songs sung, secrets told, hugs and kisses had, and still the whining persisted.
I walked back for another check to see what was going on. As I approached the end of the hall, just outside the kids door, I could hear Maggie angrily saying something.
It went a little something like this:
"Mommy is mean. You know why she's mean? Because she wouldn't put the purple thing away. That means Mommy is a Poo, Poo, POO-ER!"
I may or may not have peed my pants laughing.
And for the record...this is how we got to this point.
Approximately 2.5 seconds AFTER I walked out of their room, following said, reading, singing, secret telling, loving, kissing, tucking, etc. She was at it. She was yelling for something. I walked back in and as she prostrated herself across the front of her bed she wailed...."I caaaaaan't sleeeep. I caaaaannn't sleep on my bed. I'm NOT gonna sleep on my bed. I'm gonna sleep on the floor."
To which I replied....good for you. Have a great time. Enjoy the floor. And then I turned to go. She yelled after me "I want the big purple blanket."
I kindly obliged (I'm working on my kindness) and retrieved said quilt. I laid it out on the floor. She screamed it was WRONG! So, I folded the quilt and tried again. To which she screamed again, it was alllllllll wrong! Then she kicked the quilt. Then she said she didn't want no stinkin blanket. She was just gonna lay on the floor with her own night night. So I said...great. GOODNIGHT! This was followed by her yelling at me to GET IT (the now offensive quilt) OUT OF HER ROOM! I lovingly said, NO! "And STOP telling ME what to do." I was gonna show her, wasn't I.
I left, she proceeded to complain, yell and screech about this ridiculous quilt. Then, it got relatively quiet. Which lead to my walk down the hall to check. And I was greeted by her aforementioned quote.
I love my daughter.
She is totally nutts, and I'm on the crazy train trying to deal with her. But really...she's hilarious!
Purple quilts and poo poo-ers,
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