Superpower Unlocked
For a while now, I've tried to find the words that adequately describe Mila's personality. Finally, a few weeks ago, it occurred to me -- there aren't words.
There is video, though.
We've seen Mila before, only her name was Jack Jack when she starred in a little movie called The Incredibles. Sweet and cuddly and just plain amazing ... unless she's mad. When Mila is mad, there is not a person in the tri-state area who is oblivious to her opinion. The child goes from giggly and smiling to fire-breathing dragon just
like
that.
I have lots of stories about how very opinionated Miss Mila is, some of which I won't share in this space because the child should get to grow up without the stories told in a public way. But HOOBOY. So many stories. So many opinions.
And this is where I explain The Shoe Thing that's been happening over on Instagram.
It started about a week ago -- Miss Mila is just on the edge of outgrowing the greatest shoes ever made for a baby, her Converse, but she's not quite there. It's close. Very close. I would guess I should be able to get another two weeks out of them.
But I won't.
Because Mila won't wear them anymore.
By "Mila won't wear them anymore" I mean Mila turns bright red, breaths fire, and rips a hole in the space-time continuum as she violently flips out if anyone tries to put them on her. She walked those shoes over to the closet a week ago, threw them in, and that was that. She's done.
Which, that's a sad state of affairs because those shoes rule, but the day was coming. It's fine. Truly. It's also fine because I happened to already have a little stash of shoes in her closet that are bigger than the Chuck's. Clearance topped with Cartwheel discounts and blah, blah, blah, months ago I picked up some shoes in various sizes for less than $5 per pair.
I pulled out two pairs of nearly identical Target shoes to get her through while I started hunting for a new pair of Converse.
Except, not.
Because she won't take off the polka-dot Target shoes.
Ever.
The first time I noticed the issue was an evening when we were in a store and there were fancy Converse on clearance for $12. BINGO! I grabbed a pair to have her try on and Miss Mila lost her ever-loving mind the second I unhooked the velcro on her polka-dot shoes. She threw herself to the ground and screamed. Oh, she screamed.
She stopped screaming the very second I set down the Converse.
Another day went by and Alexis tried to put Mila's sandals on her one morning. It didn't end well.
And then Mila started to insist that she put her shoes back on after getting into her pajamas. That quickly escalated to HELL NO YOU AREN'T TAKING THEM OFF fire-breathing dragon shenanigans when it was time for bed.
So she has slept with shoes on two nights in a row.
Some battles aren't worth fighting, I suppose. I'm thinking it's wise to skip this battle because I need to figure out how to defeat the opinionated little imp that is Mila.
Monday, October 12, 2015
Reader Comments (4)
I love it and makes me feel better. My 4 year old was the same at her age & now has worn the same tshirt, shirts and socks every day for a week and refuses to wear anything else so good luck !! :) they're just clothes right? I have learned though and really don't buy him that much anymore, But he still has tons of clothes I got on sale seasons or years before & they are all sitting in his closet waiting to be worn :(
A spirited child! That story is great. Hope she sticks with minor things like that. How smart, too, that she is communicating so well.
I don't even need to say it anymore. You know.
Adorable except, you know, when its not.