Of course she is sassy like the rest of them but what ensued seems a bit premature to me. This afternoon, she swiped the fried turkey injector (What, you don't have one of those?) from it's drawer and took off with it. Todd offered to trade her for a safer, more baby friendly can drainer (Do you have one of those?) but she wouldn't budge. OK, she absolutely refused! Then Campbell and her daddy shared this exchange as he pried it from her injector loving fingers, "Campbell, you are NOT in charge!", then he put her in the family room behind the gate.
There was stomping...
and screaming...
and kicking...
and drooling...
it got a little scary...
Oh, my girlie with the temper...nearly 15 months old and sent to her room for a time out ALREADY? And you thought the squirps were all fun and games!
Every now and then I refer to Campbell Kate as CK. No, not for Campbell Kate...for Campbell Knievel...seriously. Here's my stair falling, stair climbing, outlet cover prying, outlet licking (yes, for real!), injector stealing, temper tantrum throwing, time out receiving CK showing off her new mad skills (I know she came up with this brilliant idea while she was having some quiet time in her crib!).
Jackson also blessed us with a temper tantrum tonight, outside, within earshot of the neighbors (and the surrounding 1.7 miles) but since it was his 537Th I didn't photograph it. Besides it's never quite as cute when it involves saying the word turd.
This sweet boy seems unfazed by all of the commotion!
What a day! After all that screaming, flailing and drooling I'm turning in for the night!
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