more times than not a simple question, posed to alex, will result in a tempermental explosion.
i see a shift in my child's demeanor and only moments after the words leave my lips i am desperate to pull them back. but all i can do is sit there and cringe as the delight over a coloring book leaves her eyes and is replaced with nothing short of pure fury.
as she busies herself with tweaking out, i'm left to sit and wonder what the hell is wrong with me. why would i even dare to speak to a perfectly happy 18 month old?
why would i even think of "suggesting" something?
(even if that "something" is awesome. like a trip to Disney World ...or Target)
why can't i just leave well enough alone!?
all these thoughts tumble through my mind as i sit & watch my child in amazement.
her face contorts, her eyes well up with tears, and the crayons, that she was so happily utilizing not even 30 seconds before, are now the bane of her existance.
i watch as they are violently throw from her chubby hands, leaving a rainbow of marks on my floor and rolling to rest under the couch.
honestly, it's really quite a spectacle. beautiful and terrifying all at once. much like a hurricane...or Tyra Banks.
i'm sure you must be trying to picture this in your mind- well allow me to help you:
see? why would i bring this on myself? what could be so important that i would risk the above by speaking? what in God's name?!?!
i asked her if she wanted a banana. a sweet fleshed fruit that is chock full of potassium and a healthy does of fiber. a treat! a treat that 99% of the time she adores.
a treat that apparently becomes akin to suggesting that we brush our teeth and head to bed in lieu of another episode of Yo Gabba Gabba. (dear God- let it not be so!)
now i know. let this be a lesson to me.
while all of this went down- brynn happily went to town on her own treat- a grape via her mesh feeder:
and while i admired how content and adorable she looked- i reminded myself that 13 months from now, suggesting a snack of grapes should probably be avoided at all costs.
p.s. in case anyone was wondering, alex did NOT want a banana
p.p.s. but she DID want it about 5 minutes later. go figure.