...Little Trooper...

Lately my sweet little girl is not so sweet and more like hair pulling difficult. I find myself saying  one of three things...Ry get down, No Ry, or Stop Ry, ALL DAY LONG!!!! Today we went to get some stuff for my mom at Desert Book. Rylee wanted to walk, so I put her down and held her hand. She was good until I let go to open the car door. Little pill ran into the parking lot and wouldn't stop. I could have went crazy. Here I am in stiletto boots... not a good choice of boot when hanging out with a 22 month old... clip clopping across the parking lot trying to catch a little girl who is looking at me laughing and running as fast as she can from me. All I could think was "people are looking, just act cool." on the inside I was furious. When I picked her up I could have gotten really mad and told her NO RYLEE ( for the 20th time that hour), but then I remembered the VERY LONG couple of weeks she had been through. All the mornings I woke her up at 7:30 to go take care of grandma. All the days I spent taking care of grandma, while Ry just kind got left watching TV. The 2 weeks of eating happy meals and mac and cheese cause I have been too busy to cook a good dinner. All the busy days of getting ready for a funeral. All the late nights of shopping trying to find Aunt Judy something for her to wear to the funeral. All of this going on and she was still my sweet little Rylee. She has had her moments, but for all the confusion that has been going on, her routine being completely turned upside down,  she has been wonderful.. she has been a little trooper!!! I also thought of conference and the Saturday morning talk about children. Ry is hear to teach me a lot, maybe more then Ill ever teach her. She is my little buddy and I love her so much. I need to be more patient and more loving and stop wearing those damn boots when I go out with her!! I'm so so so happy that she is patient and forgiving with me... I need to be more like her! In the words of Rylee.... LOVE YOU MUCH!!! I do love her much too!!!