If She wasn't cute-

Let me start this post by saying. I love Whitley to Pieces. I love her with all my heart, but she has her days or in this case her months that I honestly wonder if I will survive. She has become so extremely clingy, everyone else is chopped liver if mom is around. NO one, Ryan included, can get her a drink, take her to the potty, read a book, wash her hair, etc. I try to remind myself that in a few years I will be the last person she will want help from. But when I am up to my elbows in meatload and she needs to potty it really isn't fun to try and clean off fast enough to run upstairs and put her on the potty!! One example that happened last week. Whitley turned two in november, almost 3 months ago and have not got her pictures taken yet. This is not because I am lazy- well maybe a little bit- but because about 2 days before our appointment she jumps off my bed into the dresser, throws a fit when getting her hair cut so she has super short bangs, manages to scratch, bump, or otherwise have some injury to her face. So that I have to cancel the picture appointment. So finally last Saturday the stars all aligned. Her bangs grew out, the scars were healed and we head to kiddie kandids to get pictures done. We planned a fun day at the mall, I had got gift certificates from my work and we planned to get pictures done, eat, shop a little -the works. Whitley had other ideas. Whitley looked so darn cute!! She sat still while I put her hair in piggies and then curled them in tiny little ringlets. We get to kiddie Kandids and of course we have to wait for 45 minutes!! When it is our turn whitley refuses to let go of me. We try everything, she is determined to not sit where they want her to, she doesn't want to hold the flower, or sit on the bench, She will do nothing. I am so embarrased first because my kids DO NOT act like that, second because I HATE everyone to stare at me. Third because other customers are trying to bribe Whitley to get her pictures taken by giving her marshmallows. So embarrasing. Finally We give up and leave with two hours wasted and no pictures. no shopping or eating! I'm starving which makes everything worse:) On the walk to the car, Whitley falls in the muddy rain water and ruins the super cute tights I had just bought. It was a terrible day!! If she wasn't cute and couldn't be so darn charming when she comes up to you and yours arms aren't in meatloaf, with her blankie and wants to "hold". We would be in trouble. I promise if we ever get over this phase and get year old pictures I'll post them. But for now I need to go put a sweet little thing on the Potty!