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Miss Defiant

What the heck happened with my hit counter? I lost about 5,000 hits??!!! Anyone have any ideas or similar happenings?


This girl,
has me at my wits end!!

She is defiant, and stubborn, and shrieky, and bucky!!

Her favorite words?

"Stop!!!" and "Don't!!!"

Swimming on Labor Day Weekend, some big kids ran past her and splashed...

Cower in fear?


It was, and I quote,

"DON'T GUY!!!!!"

Guess she'll hold her own in this household...

And hopefully outgrow this phase (quickly??!!!)!

But in the meantime, I'm left with ragged nerves, graying hairs, ringing ears from all that darn shrieking, and not a clue how to handle her.

Any ideas?

Please share!!



  1. Take off that blonde hair and blue eyes and replace it with brown hair and brown eyes and I think we have the same daughter! I will be checking back for some advice because I have none for ya.

  2. She looks so sweet and innocent though...

  3. Oh, I was ten times worse as a child and my parents couldn't figure me out, so I have no suggestions! I hope she grows out of it fast, but definitely maintains that independent and fearless attitude. She is adorable!

  4. Hey, if you are gonna be a stinker you might as well be cute to make up for it :)

  5. My middle was/still can be attitude central. You are lucky it is just "Stop!" and "Don't!" at this point!! When my middle was two she said to me(through gritted teeth)..."Everyday, Mommy! We spend the night and we go to bed! Everyday, MOMMY! E.VER.Y.DAY!!!!!!"

    The venomous attitude is realy hard to convey in writing....

    When she was 3.5, she said, "NO! I am NOT going to clean my room! AND. YOU. CAN'T. MAKE. ME!! (*insert semi sweet voice here*) Besides, I know if I wait long enough, you will just clean it up FOR me!!"

    UH, excuse me?!!??!!

    Anyway, Doctor James Dobson has a book called "The Strong Willed Child". I don't think we would have survived if not for that book.

  6. Oh, but she is sooooo cute!!! ;) I know, that's NOT cutting it right now. I'm sorry she is acting like that for you. If it makes you feel any better the 3 and 5 year olds that I nanny for are MAJORLY into that lately, as well. Thank goodness their 1 month old brother doesn't do that, also, or I might go crazy!!

    And as far as the hit counter goes...I lost about 42,000. Literally. I was way past 54,000 and now I'm at 12,000. I have NO clue what happened.

  7. Too cute! I have a stubborn little boy and he has pretty much gotten out of the No phase but he does like to say "Go 'way mommy!" which I do not like. He also does not give in very easily, very strong willed - which I guess is a good thing but oh my, is it trying!

    Thanks for the comment on my blog! You too have a cutie on your hands.

    I am not sure about the counter thing but I am having a problem where I cannot comment on anyones discussions on MckMama's community nor can I start a discussion of my own. It has been brought to the attention of the "powers that be" but they can't seem to "figger" it out either. Hmmmm???

    Good luck!

  8. What cute pictures! I have no advice for you ... we're going through it also ... prayers, maybe!

  9. My 1 year old just acquired a similar attitude. At 1? We've called her "The Troublemaker" since she was born, usually because she was anything but! I think she decided if we were going to call her that she was going act the part! We went out to dinner tonight and she was screaming at the top of her very high-pitched lungs the entire time. Not crying, just screaming. Oh, I could use some advice too! Good luck!!!

  10. just have to say....I agree...she is too cute!!!

    and love that she said "Don't Guy!" to the splashing!

    Blessings & Aloha!

  11. She'll outgrow it eventually? Not sure what else to tell you. Mine did. Unfortunately it took a while.


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