Reagan likes to be "IN CHARGE" of the boys, which they really appreciate (not). She relishes in repeating whatever demands I may have put on them, loudly and authoritatively... as in "Boys, go brush your teeth. Mom says." I have to admit that I've encouraged this behavior on occasion ("Reagan, go tell your brothers that it's time for dinner.") but on the whole, it's a trait that leads to yelling and chaos and eventual tears ("You're not the boss of me!")
It really is getting out of hand. Sometimes I'll be sitting right there when Reagan goes into Bossypants mode.
Mom: "Reagan, stop. I'm right here. I'm the Mom, you're not."
Reagan: "But I need to PRACTICE, because someday I will be the mom!!"
hee hee hee. She's a planner and a perfectionist, that little thing.
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