Bug Bug, while we're driving to school this week:
"Mommy! Keep a nye out for skywriting! And rainbows!"*
Bug Bug, regarding the 30 seconds I left her alone with Boy-o and he started to shriek:
"I didn't hit him! I just put my hand on his face and pushed him."
Seriously, the kid fluctuates from adorable to abominable like that. It's hugely frustrating; more so the abominable parts. There has been lots of backtalk and ignoring us and whining and pleading - as if asking something 19 times is going to change my answer - and it makes me nuts because she is generally so pleasant to be around. In fact, I think twice before posting negative stuff because in this very minimalist record I'm keeping of her, I don't want these relatively minor phases of age-appropriate-yet-annoying-as-crap behavior to supercede the fact that she's generally bright, funny, insightful, kind, and fun to be around. So take it for what it's worth.
*Yes, that's "keep a nye out," not "keep an eye out." It's almost as if English is a foreign language. Through these mondegreens**, I keep observing how weird our language is.
**OK, learning the word "mondegreens" is totally my favorite thing about this post.