Our 3 year old daughter Meredith has hit that unique moment in life when she has the words to express a wide range of emotions, matched with the impulsivity to melt down into a pool of tears in an instant. Some of her new favorite phrases...
I don’t want to talk about it.
That is totally not fair.
Ha-ha I said stinky.
I'm having a sad day.
Some of the rules we have recently set for Meredith.
Meredith stop licking the salt shaker.
Meredith stop drinking the bath water.
Meredith stop biting Amelia.
Meredith no washing your hands in Mocha's water bowl.
Meredith can then redeem herself with moments prior to falling asleep where we have had the following conversation...
Daddy you are a good daddy.
Daddy, only you can be my daddy.
Daddy, I don’t want you to die (I think that one is a complement in a 3-year-old sort of way).