"I am Displeased!"

Yesterday, Ely wanted to watch television or play outside. Since it was getting to be her bedtime, I told her "not tonight." She kept asking, until I finally said, "We will not be watching T.V. tonight, and whining about it will only get you in bed sooner." She began to be rude to me, so I told her I didn't like being talked to that way, and she needed to use nicer words.

She did not like that answer. She put one hand on her hip, tilted her head, and with a Very Serious Expression on her face said "I am displeased with you, Mommy." The combination of pigtails, yellow princess dress, princess crown from her birthday cocked haphazardly on her head (one pigtail under and one over it) and the word "displeased" made such an adorable combination, it was all I could do not to laugh. I wanted her to know I took her seriously, but it was hard.

She is the most beautiful creature on this earth.

I told her that I was not pleased with the way she talked to me, and that she should apologize. She said she didn't want to. I told her if she could not be respectful, than it was probably better if she spent some time in her room until she was ready to be nicer to me. She nodded her head decisively, grabbed her princess wand, and flounced to her room. It was a short time later that she came out. Eventually she warmed back up to me and we hugged and kissed each other and said we loved each other.

It was far too short of a time for my mom and me to relieve all the laughter we had bottled up.