I have noticed a trend developing in the relationship between Hannah (age 4) and I. She loves to bug me.
Sunday night while I was tucking Hannah in, I realized that she was fixing her pillows strait up and down. Ouch! I could only imagine the pain in her neck the next morning. So I fixed them for her and told her that she'd be much more comfortable. She gave me her "I-do-what-I-want" look and laid her head down.
The next morning, I went to wake up the girls for school and I found something very funny. I guess after I had left the room the night before Hannah had placed her pillows strait up and down again. (I should probably let you know that she likes to sleep with 2 big fluffy pillows. She also has 2 very small pillows just for her baby doll. She has plenty of pillows.) Instead of sleeping on her big pillows, she was sleeping on one of the tiny baby doll pillows. Go figure.
Last night we went through the same thing. This morning when I walked into their room to wake them up, Hannah wasn't even using a pillow. She waded up the little blanket she uses for her baby doll and used that as a pillow. She confessed today that she just didn't want me to be right about the pillows. She really is as stubborn as they get. She sacrifices her own comfort just so she won't have to be wrong.
Hannah has had many situations of stubbornness that has really tested my patience. I can handle Sarah. She's easy. We understand each other. But Hannah has it in her mind that everybody else is wrong. A couple weeks ago Hannah was learning the names of the months and the days of the week. She got them confused so I tried to correct her. But of course, I just had to be wrong. Tuesday was not a day. And September was not a month. And she was dead serious. It got to be just a little ridiculous.
By the way, this picture is evidence of Hannah's stubborn personality. I wanted to take a picture of her at a wedding reception but Hannah didn't want to. As soon as she saw me taking a picture of her big sister she knew she just had to make a statement.
Oh that child... But God knows I love her.
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