Big Girl Tantrum

At bedtime a couple nights ago we were all tidying up...or- we were all supposed to be tidying up.  K wasn't cleaning her toys even after numerous warnings of if she didn't clean, she would go to bed now.  So we put her to bed.  Tantrum ensued.  Now, she's two so she's had tantrums before but this one just looked and sounded different.  It didn't sound like a baby or a toddler tantrum that we had experienced.  It looked like a big kid tantrum that I remember from growing up.  It was dramatic, it was incessant, it was LONG. 

It made me tear up a bit- not because I was frustrated, but because it was a little sad to see her as not my baby.  She is growing up and here was evidence.  Cole went into her room to help her calm down and to talk to her but we didn't let her back out to clean like she kept asking.  Fast forward to last night before bed, she was much better about putting her toys away.  And thankfully, she's still baby enough to forget how mad she was at us.  It was the first night she didn't want to say I love you or give us a kiss- even the baby.  It happens so fast- the growing up.  After she had fallen asleep, Cole and I both said this felt significant enough to record.  It was unlike all her other freak outs.  This was big girl tantrum #1.

You would never know it though....