The "Me Do It" years of a toddler's life can be your salvation or the bane of your existence. Nine times out of ten, it'll be both.
Rose has hit the "Rose do it" and there are days where it's adorable:
And then there are times where it's not so cute. For instance, today Rose wanted to change her diaper. "Rose need do it a' by ha-sef!!" Unfortunately, there was poop in her diaper. And on her hands. And on the potty. Sigh.
I've decided to come up with a plan for Rose so that she can do as much "ha-self" as she possibly can--without getting crap all over my bathroom.
I put out some big shoes:
And lots of hats:
...in the hopes that the more she can do herself the less she will be...toddlerific when I have to help her. I even bought some pull-ups, in the hopes that letting her pull up her diaper like underwear will give her the feeling that she is doing everything herself.
On the (very) bright side of the "me do it", she loves to help put silverware in the dishwasher, or clean up her toys.
Now if I could just convince her that a cup is much more exciting than breastmilk, I'd be in business!