Ah...What fun little tests

The Boog has entered that fun little phase that I hear most toddlers go through...the testing phase. As in, she's testing her limits with everyone, and testing everyone's power to resist those big chocolate brown eyes. Brian is better at resisting than I am, although I'm pleasantly surprised that I haven't become a complete and total pushover.

We went out for dinner last night, and Blair thought it would be a great idea to bite the edge of the table. Brian told her not to do it again, so of course she did it again immediately. He got on to her (with a very firm voice) a couple more times, and finally resorted to the "Blair, Daddy's going to spank you if you do that again" tactic. She bit it again, and he VERY LIGHTLY popped her on the leg.

Before you call the police, let me emphasize that when we say spank, we mean very lightly brush a rogue hand or leg...no belts, switches or paddles involved and no children are actually hurt in the act. They're only mildly embarrassed.

She of course had a complete and total meltdown. So then, once she regained her dignity, she locked eyes with Brian and, in slow motion, bit the table again. He gave her another warning, and she did it AGAIN! This child seriously does not know her Daddy yet - the man has an iron will and does not give in.

Needless to say, Daddy won the battle of the wills. This time.