no news is....

...well, just no news!

I couldn't write 'no news is good news' because the news isn't particularly good around here (it's not really bad, either...just not particularly good). We've been dealing with lots and lots of fussing lately. Lots. She fusses when every little thing goes wrong. When she doesn't get her way. You name it. She fusses about it.

My husband said last night, "What happened to our easy, happy girl?"

She turned two. That's what happened.

Actually, it's taken several months past two for this to happen, but I'm guessing this is what they refer to when the call it "The Terrible Twos." She doesn't throw tantrums (I say while crossing my fingers....), so I'm thankful for that. It's really not "terrible," and I'd rather deal with fussiness than tantrums. But she's got to learn that the world doesn't revolve around her and not everything is always going to be exactly the way she wants it. And I guess those are hard lessons to learn for a little girl.

So it's not terrible, but it's not easy, either. It's tiring.

And I've been staying up way too late watching the Olympics at night, so I'm extra tired while dealing with it, too. I'm sure that makes it seem worse.

Then there are times that make me forget how tiring it is; like just before naptime today, for instance. She and her Daddy were playing outside (he was home for lunch). I was inside getting my lunch, my husband came in, and she was out by herself for a few minutes (in our fenced in backyard with my husband watching her out the window, lest you think we were neglecting our daughter!). I then went out to join her. She had been doing something at the back of the yard, turned the other way. When she saw me she smiled a big smile and walked over toward me with two sticks, one in each hand. She was moving one of them back and forth over the other one. I said, "Whatcha doing, kiddo?" And she said, in the happiest of voices, "Payin' da vi-yin!" (violin) It was the cutest thing, watching my happy girl in her own world, playing her vi-yin in the backyard on a sunny afternoon. I'd wished I'd had my video camera with me.

So no, the twos are not terrible. Sometimes they're terrific. Sometimes they're tiring. But never terrible.