My daughter, R., is hell on two petite legs. She's a tiny thing that still wears 3T clothing, though she is 4 and a half.
Don't let her size, her sweet face, her big eyes that are green with a hint of brown flecks, and her darling smile fool you. She'll rip your face off!
Most times she loves to cuddle and tell you that she loves you, "With all my heart, mama!"
Other times, if you cross her, she's like Damien. I swear I've searched and searched for that 666 beneath all of her beautiful hair but I just can't seem to find it. She'll come at you punching and kicking. She's not one to take crap from anyone, not even her older brothers, or me for that matter.
I've seen that munchkin take down each of her brothers in one fell swoop! And when I say take down, I mean like a pro wrestler slamming their opponent to the mat. She's that tough.
One day she and T. were coloring with markers. Of course when they were done with their masterpieces, they had more marker on their hands than on the paper.
I pushed a chair to the kitchen sink for T. to wash his hands. I, the smart mom I am, only buy washable markers.
As T. was climbing up, Miss Thing rams her way between him and the chair. She's desperately trying to get at the sink first. That's a normal occurrence in the Schmitty household. Every one of my children must be first in line, must have the first choice, must have the color cup they want, must have the bigger cookie, and so on. They are highly competitive with one another.
"R., no!" I said firmly, as she tried taking a swing at her brothers nose.
I picked her up and placed her on the floor. "R. you need to wait your turn, T. was here first."
She glared up at me with that look of hers that tells you she is about to explode. "NO! I'm first!"
"No, he is. When you go to school next year you will have to wait in line behind the other children. When you have to take turns what are you going to do? Hit everyone?"
She looked up at me, crossed her arms, and as she stuck her nose in the air, she flat out said, "YES!"
I'll be getting lots of phone calls home, I'm thinking.