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Susannah, two year olds are notorious for their independence. My two and a half year old grand-daughter wants to do EVERYTHING herself and has plenty of attitude to boot. She insisted I unzip the coat I just zipped so she could zip it up herself.
I love that your fellow travelers gave an ovation when the diva’s mission was accomplished.
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We were so charmed. Despite her sass, she sure was cute.
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Love this tiny diva. Our clan is heavy on the boy side (4 sons,, 8 grandsons, 2 grand-daughters (100% sassy divas) 2 great-grandsons and 1 very sassy and independent great-grandgirl who is 4 going on 21. Ellie carries her own container full of crocodile tears – set on ready!!! Clapping please (delights all little divas). You and the crowd added such a great ovation for that sweetie. Thanks for the happy dance.
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She was like a one…soon to be a woman…show alright.
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What a pleasant surprise because I had no hint of how this tale would end. A good feeling for my morning.
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I can picture it, this little lady clumsily tap dancing her way along with an enrapt audience.
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You could not pay me to go back to that time. No, wait. No. Definitely not. Mind you, I had boys but guess what? “They can do it themselves” too… And boy, do they love an audience…
Adorable share, Susannah. I love these.
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I don’t remember being that little and sassy. I’m sure if I was, my mother would have knocked my lights out.
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We weren’t allowed to be too sassy in our day. A smacking would have been received, for sure
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You said it sistah.
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She may grow up to be a politician.
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She definitely knew how to work the crowd.
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I’ve forgotten my Boss Lady role. I’m putting on a damn pink tutu and making my presence known!
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Excellent. Me too!.
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I wasn’t a diva until I was a teenager. I wouldn’t dare incur the wrath of parents when I was a little girl. Around twelve I came into my own and became the real me…sorta. Some kids just know how to rule the world right from their first cry.
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Yes, that seems to be the case. I was like a scared cat. Of course if you had a mother like mine you’d be scared to, however, I’m not sure I’d even want to be a diva since, they can be the ultimate pill. A thin girl’s 2 cents.
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You ever submit any of these adorable tales to the NYT metropolitan diaries column?
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No, but you’re awfully kind to find them worthy. 🙂
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Most of your posts are, at least, newspaper worthy.
Did have a question to which, I believe, I know the answer. Your comment about “we all clap, our parental slips, all showing.” You don’t have a child, do you? Just curious. Tell me to keep to myself if need be.
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I don’t have any kids, but think, we all have a parental streak in us. I love kids, and babies, and puppies and kittens. The innocent…they speak.
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Thought so…you are a “parent-at-heart”. Good for you. That is sweet and ennduring, both qualities I have decided you already had.
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I think we all have them, quite frankly, buried in back of the closet,
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🙂
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