Sunday fits

Cate definitely can have a stubborn, I-know-what-I-want streak when she wants. Then she thinks her world is crumbling when she doesn't get exactly what she wants. And when she's tired everything is even a bigger deal.

Ah, the life of a 15-month-old.

No worries, though, we are working on breaking the fits. (Have any of you parents read "To Train Up a Child"? The horse and buggy analogies are too much for me, but the principles are good.)

But the point of this blog is Sundays. The day of rest that tends to wear my little girl down. Most Sundays Cate doesn't get her regular morning nap (Yes, she still takes two most days ...), so by the time church gets finished at noon, she's hungry and tired. And we usually push her a little longer by going out to lunch with our friends. We try to go to places that don't have a wait and have speedy service, like yesterday when we went to the Chinese buffet. Still, it's usually pushing it.

And yesterday Cate was extra sensitive, which can probably also be partially blamed on the molars she's cutting. Anyway, when I was getting food from the buffet, Greg was attempting to entertain Cate ...



And she obviously liked it. Holly took these pictures, although she said she kept missing Cate's attempts at balancing a spoon on her nose! All of this came before Cate's two breakdowns. She fell asleep on the way home, pretty much in mid-sentence of her babble.

While the following picture was actually taken on Saturday (again, by Holly ...), it illustrates Cate near her breaking point ...


Cate wanted to sit on Evalyn's belly. Not sure why! But we obviously didn't think that was a good idea, so Cate laid down next to her and let us know what she thought about being denied. Although she did learn soon after how fun it is to drink out of a water fountain.

Gotta love distractions and the perks of a 15-month-old who goes with the flow more than she maintains her resistance. Although that resistance can be powerful when she wants it to be.