Mia objects to almost everything these days. She contradicts anything we assert as truth.
Observe.
We girls are in Mia's room, where we're trying to clean up a tremendous mess. Lauren is undoing our straightening as soon as it's accomplished.
As I pull her away from the alphabet puzzle for the 14th time, I mutter, "Ohhh, Lauren Jade you're gonna be the death of me."
"No I'M gonna be the death of you! I'm the one, mama." Mia says this with a stern expression and tells me over and over until I acknowledge that "YES, you will in fact be the death of me."
She might have just hit the nail on the head.
Death by contrariness. Contrarity? Contractions?
Yes, that's it. Death by prolonged contractions. A few years' worth.
Ha ha! That is awesome. :) Aren't you glad you're writing these moments down? They will become part of the family lore now.
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