In Reilly’s quest to put her universe in order, she has now taken to bossing Shawn and me around. I don’t mean to overdramatize, most of her bossing is very gentle, and in most cases, quite funny.
A recent example arose when she had to “go potty.” Whereas in the past she would ask us to sit next to her and provide various forms of entertainment, now she likes privacy when she is doing her business. If we dare to follow her into the bathroom, she will reprimand us and tell us, “No, get out! I go all by myself!”
An example from last night: Reilly first lead me, then Shawn, by the hand to the kitchen, and directed that we both stand in front of the refrigerator. “Mommy and Daddy stay here. Grandma, come!” She then closed the doors to the kitchen and took her Grandma by the hand and led her to the playroom.
This bossiness has also spilled over to the car, where Reilly now directs me from her car seat. “Daddy, slow down! Daddy, go faster!”
Shawn and I think she’ll make a fine movie director some day. She already has the blocking down.
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