Thursday, November 05, 2009

My daughter, the tyrant

This morning, I took Georgia and Baxter out for a walk. Our walk varies--sometimes I push both of them in the double stroller, and sometimes Georgia pushes her baby doll stroller while I push Baxter. Today Georgia wanted to ride her little tricycle while I pushed Baxter. She is doing pretty well on it, but hasn't grasped steering and such. She would get going on the sidewalk, and run right into the grass, which of course stopped the tricycle. This kept happening every few feet, and she finally got frustrated. Georgia got off her tricycle, pointed her finger at the grass, and said:

"Stop it, grass! Don't get in the water[way]!"

She can be quite the bossy little three year old. The grass didn't obey.

2 comments:

Erin (moviemuse) said...

Darn that grass for not obeying a direct command from the princess! LOL It is so funny to see not only what they get frustrated with but how they react when they do. L has started making growling noises and huffing/sighing. I can't *imagine* where he gets that from. ::sheepish grin::

jeni said...

Ah ... the joys of a firstborn! :)