Last week, I went on William's school field trip on Wednesday. This required quite a bit of juggling as there are not siblings allowed during school events. Our regular sitter watched the girls in the morning and John picked them up at lunch time. I had to work the following day and I drop the girls off as normal. When I went to pick up Gemma and the sitter's house, I didn't get the big smile I've come to expect.
When I put my hands out for her, she didn't run into my arms. No. She pushed my arms away, took two steps back and said, "No, Mama. Dada. Broom, Broom." This is essentially toddler speak for "Go away mom. I want to go home with Daddy." I'll admit it, my heart was a little sad!
Sadly for her, waiting for Daddy wasn't an option and she had to come home with me.
This isn't the end of this story.
On Tuesday when I picked her up from the sitter's house the SAME THING HAPPENED. She told me quite forcefully, "No, Mama. Dada. Broom, Broom." And then she laughed. Because she is hilarious.
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Gemma still naps every afternoon. Getting her to her bed has become more difficult, but once she is there, she usually sleeps for 2-3 hours. Her latest stall tactics include:
Running away (while laughing)
flopping over on the ground
flopping over while in your arms (so much so you have to react quickly to keep her from throwing herself completely backwards)
demanding toys/books/blankets (book! Bunny Book! Kitty! Baby! Baby diaper! Kitty blanket! Pillow! More books! More baby!)
The most recent tactic is also my favorite. I always try to read her a book before putting her in her bed. Most times, she turns this option down. She would rather play. That is until today. I offered to read her books, which she answered with a resounding "NO!" However, once I started gathering up her sleepy time items, she suddenly changed her tune.
"Ree boos?" she politely asked.
How can you turn that down? Once she found success, she played that stall technique again. "Ree mo boos?" (Read more books?). It only worked a few times, but we may be in trouble!
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