And as if that wasn't enough proof...

Yesterday's meltdown over shoes was pretty humorous, but what was even funnier was this exchange we had after we got home.

It was raining, my feet and cuffs of my pants were soaked, and we walked in the front door. She made a bee line for the kitchen and started yelling, "Dora pop-kle! Dora pop-kle!" (Yes, we have Dora the Explorer popsicles...I think this cartoon has pretty much taken over our lives.) I jumped into some sweatpants and went in the kitchen after her.

"You want a Dora popsicle?"
"Yesh! Dora pop-kle! DORA POP-KLE!"
"Okay, I'll get you one." ::opening freezer to get her a popsicle::
"Here you go!"
"Mommy pop-kle?"
"No honey, Mommy doesn't want a popsicle."
"MOMMY POP-KLE! MOMMY POP-KLE!!"
"But Mommy doesn't want one sweetie..."
::Angelica begins screaming and wailing::
"Okay, Mommy will have a popsicle too."
(Grinning) "Mommy POP-kle! Yay!"

Oh yeah, and we absolutely did have popsicles BEFORE dinner. Happens once in a blue moon. Go ahead, judge me. :)

Further proof that I am no longer in control

This morning, it was a chilly 51 degrees outside when I left the house. (Okay, we're in Florida. It may not be that chilly to some of you but to us, it is!) Both Angelica and I are bundled up and ready to go. I put her shoes on, and as I'm putting mine on, she runs over and grabs my flip flops.

"Mommy shoes!" She says.
"Thank you honey, but I'm going to wear these instead." I reply.
"Nooooooooooooooo!!!! Mommy shoes!" She says again, with more force.
(Pretending to put flip flops on)
"Okay, Mommy's wearing flip flops! Go get your lovey!"
(I proceed to switch back to my normal shoes, but she gets back in the room before I'm done.)
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!" She screams, grabs my shoes, and runs off.

Yep. I wore flip flops to work today. Thanks kiddo.