Yin and Yang

Anja has a new morning routine. She demands to hold Ian in his glider while I get dressed. Luckily, I have no issues with this since it means I don't have to argue with her about getting up and dressed, since that's the prerequisite for holding him. She also tells me to go get my phone and take their picture. So I'm developing quite the collection of pictures that all look the same, just with different clothes.

But the diva-ness is strong with this one.

She will let you know if the outfit you had picked out for her is unacceptable.

She will tell you, "Mommy, you a mess!" And sometimes means it.

She can grab the attention of the other neighborhood kids and make them do whatever she says. Even getting the older kids, boys included, to play in her "Dora house" for hours. And tell them when they're doing it wrong. Which, of course, is often.

Yesterday, I was looking at a new baby nail clipper I had purchased. She instructed me to put it away since it was for her and Ian. I was not allowed to touch it. I asked her the usual, "Anja, are you being bossy?" And for the first time, she responded honestly. "Yes. Daniel say I'm bossy." (Yes, Kim B, she still tells us how Daniel tells her this regularly. Or did once several months ago. Hard to say.)

And when she tried to get Boppa to play on her "scoot scoot" (think small ride on toy for a 1 yr old) and her thought she meant her scooter, he was quickly corrected. "No, Boppa! You're too big! You'd break it and I be mad!" Points for honesty and understanding emotions?

But at the end of the day, she is still a sweet, young lady who loves her baby brother, who, for his part, is as calm and chill as his sister is bossy and active. Definitely yin and yang.