I love that my daughter wants to mimic my actions especially when she copies me as I'm working out. She likes to carry around the two pound hand weight while I use the five pound weights and we dance and sing and march around the sofa.

And then? The unthinkable happens.

She gets BORED. Imagine that.

Avery decides that she is through lifting weights and tosses the hand weight onto the tile floor of our kitchen.

As soon as the weight bounced away from the point of impact I saw the damage and was furious. I yelled for Jacob to COME SEE WHAT YOUR DAUGHTER DID and I swiftly scooped Avery up and put her in time out.

While Jacob inspected the damage I told Avery that we don't throw things and that she ruined our kitchen floor. I'm sure she totally understood and suddenly became filled with remorse.

Right.

I showed her the spot that she nicked in the floor and told her to apologize to her daddy. She said "I sowwy daddy" and I could see him melting.

STAY STRONG! BE FIRM! SHE FUCKED UP A TILE RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE KITCHEN! WE CAN'T PLACE ANYTHING ON TOP OF IT!

Our temporary fix will be to super glue the chipped piece back onto the tile square and we'll replace the tile when we get around to it.

Once the confrontation was over she was free to go destroy something else. I put the hand weights up so she can't reach them but it's only a matter of time before she finds something else to break.


So yeah. Terrible twos? I'M SO OVER YOU ALREADY.