What have I gotten myself in to?

I often look at Mini #2 and wonder what in the world I have gotten myself in to. She is cute, she is funny, she can be sweet, she can be loving, and some days she even pretends to like me, but she can be a pistol. There really is no better word to describe her.

I often worry about what she will be like as a teenager and last night I had the full view of all that I have to look forward to. I immediately started praying and also left a message for my doctor to get me some good drugs ASAP.

Picture it:

Last night, I am cooking dinner and in the middle of playing Army men and also trying to ensure that Mini #2 doesn't draw on the furniture with the marker she is running around with.

Me: "Mini #2* come here, please."

Mini #2: I am going to play a little game with Mom. (blatantly ignores me. I KNOW she hears me.)

Me: "Mini #2, please come here."

Mini #2: I will really tick Mom off and continue to ignore her.

Me: "PLEASE COME HERE MINI #2!!!!!!!"

Mini #2: (slight eyeroll) "It's Princess Mini #2."

Are you kidding me???? She is two years old. What have I gotten myself in to???????

Happy Friday!

(And yes, she did in fact walk around Starbucks like this after she took off her dress. And yes, that is chocolate on her face and on the white turtleneck. She has an attitude and is a slob.)