Having a two-year-old....

 .......is like having a blender that you don't have the top for.  ~Jerry Seinfeld

Yes, life with a two year old isn't necessarily always bliss!  The last two days that wonderful three letter word N-A-P has turned our blender on full speed.  Yesterday ended with me throwing in the towel and forgetting the nap........only to deal with her getting upset very easily over little things the rest of the day:(   

Yes, that is our trashcan and yes those are her babies in the trash!  You are probably wondering, why are her babies in the trash?  Well.....post the hour long drama of trying to get her take a nap, she wanted to play with one of Layla's toys.  It just so happened to be the toy Layla was playing with...and although there was plenty of room for them to share she decided she really wanted it all to herself.  So she used the appropriate strategy of getting another toy to trade her sister, however since this was Layla's new toy I told her she couldn't take it from her right now, but she could share the toy!  This not being the answer she was hoping for she decided to get upset and throw her babies, since I hadn't seen this behavior before I talked to her about it not being okay to throw toys.......I explained, "You can throw balls, you can throw things in the trash, but you can't throw toys."  She looked at me with those hard-to-resist-big-brown-eyes and said, "Oh, otay" Then preceded to pick up her dolls, her FAVORITE (at this time) dolls and throw them in the trash.

Great, now what do I do?  Ugh!  I tried to explain that once something is in the trash and the trashman takes it you don't get it back.....but she was too upset at the time to understand.  If it were not her favorite babies and maybe only one versus four, I would have let the natural consequences take place.  But I just couldn't let it happen with her favorites.  We waited until later (say an hour later) when she was no longer upset about the toy and I explained again, "Baby, I really think you should take your babies out of the trash.  The trashman will take them and I'm worried you will be sad if you don't have them.  I think they will be sad too to not sleep in your bed with you at night."  She listened carefully to what I had to say, then stated, "Oh tank you mommy, I dit dem out the trash!"

Whew......meltdown crisis at bedtime averted!  And let's hope we find the lid to this nap time blender soon!!!