I have recently begun to notice how some of my more undesirable traits are magnified in my daughter. When I am frusterated, I make a quiet growling sound. She does it – but it is quite loud. I have gotten into the bad habit of saying, “Oh crap.” My mohter says its not very ladylike, but I started doing it instead of saying, “Oh shit,” after my son said it at the grocery store. Well, Oh crap has become one of her favorite sayings. She is also a huge drama queen. I am adult enough to admit that I have a tendency to be a little overly dramatic in certain situations. It’s something I have been working on and trying to change for awhile, but I have apparently influenced my daughter.
It becomes most apparent when she is tired – and today is one of those days. Everything she does, doesn’t do, can’t do, won’t do is a tear-filled, screaming mini-drama. It doesn’t help that I’m a little on edge about going back to work tomorrow, either. I think tonight will be an early to bed night for everyone.