Oh Miss Abbey. I have to have some humor about the recent attitude she's been throwing my way. We've had meltdowns over shoes and diapers and she insisted on wearing a beanie and mittens there for a while. You can tell from the pictures that the attitude level at these times was pretty high.
Then we had a lovely outing yesterday. I could sense a tantrum coming on so I took her on a walk--usually calms her down right away. Wrong choice. I was a half mile away from my home with a screaming toddler refusing to sit in her stroller and refusing to put on shoes so she could walk like she wanted to. That left an 8-month pregnant lady wrestling a wiggling, screaming kid as I pushed the stroller and whined on the phone to Justin. I'm sure it was a pretty sight.
My favorite part was when she realized her sandwich was dried out and threw it off the side of the stroller. Then she climbed out and started screaming 'Yucky! Yucky!' in its face. She picked it up, threw it in the basket and continued to tower over it screaming, 'Yucky! Yucky!' I was actually pretty amused at this display.