Two-and-a-half means constant motion, constant dialogue, constant arguments. She has her own opinion about everything, and she cannot be dissuaded. She will argue to the death that something is pink even though everyone else says that it is red. Our conversations go something like this:
"Here you go, Mommy. Fix it please."For the record, it is blue and has a tail -- it is certainly not a frog. I still think it is a lizard, though I could be convinced that it is a newt.
"Why did you put the little blue lizard in the kaleidoscope?"
"IT'S NOT A LIZARD! IT'S A FROG!"
She is a picky eater. She is bossy. She throws a temper tantrum at the drop of a hat.
She is energetic. She is funny. She is sweet, when she wants to be.
She is the best thing ever.