aaah the terrible twos approach

You know how I was so happy about having such an "amiable" baby? Well, this weekend I guess Lawren has tried to prove me wrong. She caught a bad cold from someone or something, and hasn't really been herself lately. Today it dawned on me that she is approaching the "terrible twos". I always have thought that three year olds are WAY worse than two year olds because they have a bigger vocabulary and know more ways to tell you "no". Not only is she getting closer to two, but I really think that Lawren is exploiting the fact that she is the youngest, and that she is the little sister. She has been pulling out all the stops, especially when it comes to getting her brothers into trouble. Although I don't particulary like it, somehow I am okay with it. She has been throwing fits and trying to get her way by screaming every time we turn around, but instead of getting all up tight that I am being a "bad mom" or wondering if I am handling it right, I have been able to remember that it is just a phase, and most of the time she just makes us laugh. It is interesting to remember what I was like as a mom with Lyndi at this age, and it is nice to be able to watch the younger ones grow without worrying quite so much. I have definitely learned that even though motherhood brings one thing after another, at least one "thing" never lasts forever.