Stress

It is hard to be a toddler. I have lots of great ideas and people are always getting in the way. Its always no, no, no. Why can't I put honey in my hair instead of my chicken nuggets? Why can't I take the toys I want away from Cole? Why can't I hit you on the head when you make me mad? Why do I have to take a bath? Why can't I try to pull the curtains down? Why can't I have juice instead of milk? Why do I have to sit in my car seat when I'd rather lay down in the back of the car? Why won't Abby let me ride her like a horse? And worst of all, why oh why does mommy have to leave me ever? Why would she want to walk into another room or go in the bathroom alone? I just don't get it. Sometimes I think grownups are no fun.