You all should be very proud of me, I did something I really, really didn't want to do and dreaded doing with every fiber of my being...
I dropped the girls off at a friends house today while I went to my appointment.
I'm happy to report, Lydia didn't SCREAM BLOODY FUCKING MURDER while I was away. In fact, she didn't even cry. Not even a little bit. Didn't even seem to miss me. I was completely enthralled and also a little bit sad.
I'm not sure what happened, but apparently since turning 2 she's lost her devilish, I HATE THE WORLD, charm.
It's almost like she's becoming a sweet child. I don't know what to make of her.
Not that this softer side of Lydia is a bad thing.... just completely unexpected and out of nowhere.
Strange. Very strange. But I like it. 2 is going to be a good year. The phrase Terrible 2's is going to be replaced with Good bye Terrible, hello 2! What took you so long?