Last week we scheduled a re-shoot of Lily's one year photos. Our photographer offered to come back to get a few shots of Lily smiling. We figured there was too much going on at the orchard and she'd probably be more comfortable at home with Diesel. Not so much the case. Instead, each time Erin pulled up her camera, Lily threw herself into a fit. When the camera was away - she was perfectly fine. The crazy thing is, she let's me take her picture all the time. And she didn't have a problem when Erin was just playing with her. Needless to say, we didn't get any additional pictures of her smiling. Lily -1, Mom - 0.
Yesterday, Lily threw herself into a seven minute (yes I've started timing them) tantrum because she wanted her bedtime bottle an hour before bedtime. We've cut her afternoon bottle out so I would expect her to want her night bottle early. But I told myself I would stick to my guns and offer her the sippy cup of milk but not her bottle. I lost it when she crawled to the fridge and pounded on the door. When I opened it she pulled her bottle off the shelf and tried her hardest to get the top off. Lily - 2, Mom - 0.
This evening, Lily threw herself into a 24 minute tantrum. For the life of me I couldn't figure out what she wanted. She'd had her bedtime bottle (early) and eaten dinner. She rolled herself around the living room kicking and screaming - refusing her blanket, stuffed animal, and another bottle (I was trying everything). I finally just left her to her tantrum and started putting laundry away. When Mike walked through the door, he found her by herself in the living room throwing everything in her way. We managed to get her into her pajamas and when I carried her to her room kicking and screaming, she practically threw herself into her crib. The minute I set her down she rolled over, snuggled her blanket, and shut her eyes. Who knew she just wanted to go to bed early? I shut her door and started sobbing. Lily - 3, Mom - 0.
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