Mean Mama

Not to much going on here at Chez Davey. The main thing has been that Goldie is going through some kind of Boundary Testing That Threatens To Kill Us All. This has manifested itself through whining, begging, crying and CLOCKING ME IN THE FACE. When that final one happened I channeled my mother, gritted my teeth and got up in her 20 toothed grill and scared the binky out her mouth if you know what I mean. I actually created wind that blew her hair back and I think at one point I actually roared. I don't think she will hit me again. Also? Today the whine fest over NO DRESS I WANT A SHIRT chant, while she was strapped in her car seat that didn't seem to have an end resulted in me Pulling This Car Over If You Don't Stop Whining. She whimpered NO DRESS I WANT SHIRT, very softly and it resulted in the aforementioned pulling over and possibly another round of Meet My Deranged Mother The Lioness.

This behaviour alternates with the sweetest angel toddler who help with everything, including when I found her lugging a 20lb bucket of dish washing soap across the house because it was not in it's place. I think she has a future in bodybuilding.