There comes a point around age two when kids want to do it all their selves, or in Clara’s case “meself”. 
And we are there, oh boy, are we ever there.
Clara was a bit under the weather yesterday. So after she helped me make lunch by pouring the ingredients in “meself” we went up stairs to read books which she picked out “meself.” After books it was time for her nap and since she was feeling rotten I spent a little extra time snuggling with her and rubbing her back. All of a sudden she rolled over and said “No Mom, rub back meself.” and proceeded to try to rub her own back. I asked if she was sure that’s what she wanted to do. She assured me that it was and very seriously informed me that “Mayme later Mom” I could rub her back again.
No doubt about it my little girl is two, oh boy is she ever…
I love how two years think. If only I could get away with that in my 40s! This is a precious story and I am glad you have it saved here!
I don’t think I want to mess with that face! She means business!
[…] rental, I should have gone for the mud. But no, not me, instead I channeled Clara at two and said “No, I do it meself.” Well, I used more adult words than that but the sentiment was exactly the […]