My daredevil

E is 16 months old.  In the 16 months she has been alive, she has probably done more to make my heart stop, cause panic, and make me wonder when I'll have to (eventually) take her to the ER for an injury than L has in her entire ~3.5 years of existence.  This child takes risks.  She climbs on everything.  She doesn't follow anyone around (like L did) or even let you know she's going somewhere (like L did) - she just goes and does what she wants.  When you ask her to do something, if she doesn't want to do it, she shakes her head no and then does whatever she wants!  Sometimes, she'll agree with whatever you ask her to do, but then she'll just go off and do whatever she was going to do in the first place.  This is exactly my husband's personality here, people, and it drives me BATSHIT CRAZY!!!!!!!!!!

Case in point:  yesterday, E brought a little toddler chair over by the computer to sit by me while I worked.  Or, so I thought was the purpose.  No, no, her real purpose was to get a better footing to try and climb on me and the computer desk.  I had to repeatedly put her on the floor, tell her no (she wailed a few times), and even took the chair away.  She brought it back (stubborn!), stood on it again, and then looked me squarely in the face as if to say "what are you going to do now, person in power?!???"  *sigh*  I hopped over to the dining room to get something for a minute, and suddenly L came running over to me yelling "Mama!  Mama!  E standing on desk!  She on desk!"  Huhwhat?!  So I popped my head around the corner.  Sure enough, there was E, standing on the part of the desk with the computer keyboard, grinning from ear to ear at her accomplishment, while stepping on one side of the keyboard and wreaking havoc on what I was doing on the computer.  I yelled at her, pulled her off the desk, took the chair away, and then had to console a very unhappy toddler who couldn't understand why I wasn't proud of her climbing accomplishment.  *headdesk*  Then, while I'm at work last night, she goes and falls off our bed and busts her lip open.  Perfect, just perfect.


If she's like this now, at age 1, what is she going to be like when she's 5?  12?  17??!?  Oh I'm afraid...and it doesn't help that my husband says there's nothing we can do about it (since she's a personality clone of him).  He says we've just got to hope we can guide her decision making to where we would want her to go, because telling her anything would be like talking to a wall (hmm, and I wonder why I get so frustrated sometimes with him).  UGH.  At least I know she's attached to me and wants to be with me - I just wish she'd do what I asked her to do too!

E's busted lip from falling off our bed.  Daredevil!  (5-4-2012)