Elizabeth is two.  And sometimes she is very much Two.  When she is good, she is very very good, but when she is bad, she is horrid.

Today has been one of those days where she has been off a bit.  She’s been wanting my attention All Day Long.  And sometimes I have other things I need to do.  And sometimes, I have other things I want to do.  She’s been misbehaving to get my attention.  (Let me tell you, that is one of my least favorite things about toddlers.) And my temper has been wavering very close to the edge of being Lost.

Since we had no scheduled activities for today, I decided this afternoon to take a trip to Sams Club.  We had run out of garbage bags and I could start stocking up on some of the snacks for our trip.  (I found those Clif Kids Fruit twists and some of the same brand of kid protein bar like things.)  I was trying to get Elizabeth dressed and in the car and she was pushing every single button I have.  I pretended twice that I was going to leave without her, even going as far as going out into the garage and shutting the door, which leaves her screaming on the other side of the door- but she resumed her button pushing behavior as soon as I came back inside and started getting her dressed again.  I had her as far as in the car, sitting in her car seat, but she wouldn’t let me buckle her.

I realized it was stupid to go out in this kind of mood (me and her), so I scooped her up, brought her back inside, and deposited her in the big chair in the living room.  She was crying because she thought we weren’t going now.  (She likes Sams Club, they have samples, last time they even gave her a tiny cup of juice.)  I went and got a stack of Eloise books and plopped down next to her in the chair.  We read six Eloise books and she settled down and rested her head up against my arm and started stroking my leg with her little baby hand.  Then we got up and got in the car and had a lovely trip at Sams Club.

Sometimes I need to reset her.  I usually do that by sitting down in the big chair and either reading or just rocking her like a baby and stroking her.  (That one is for more extreme cases.)  It sure would be a lot easier though, if I could just open up her battery compartment and insert a paper clip into that little button.