Yesterday I was playing blocks with Theodore and Lucy wanted to get at them and knock them over. That is all- a strong, deep desire to knock over the blocks. I prevented her by holding her back, moving her away, and putting up my legs as a barrier. Oh, she was angry and threw herself on the floor to weep and sob. After several attempts to get through my mommy barrier, she resigned herself to walking slowly into the kitchen, arms outstretched in defeat, crying as mournfully as possible as if you say, "is there anyone who loves me?"
Well, of course I picked her up and sure enough, as I went back to the blocks, Theodore instantly knocked them all over himself.
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Ha! I can just picture it! :) Funny!
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