Have you ever had a Mini Mussolini or maybe you currently are having one?
No a mini Mussolini is not some kids meal at an Italian restaurant or some bad ass dessert, it is my child. Yes, you read that correct my child. You know my sweet little blonde hair, blue eyed boy who can make any person swoon with the bat of an eye.
Well lately the eye batting has turned into finger pointing and sending people to other rooms. This past weekend I was banned from sitting on the new deck. "Mommy, NO OUTSIDE, Mommy INSIDE." As soon as I left he was happy and running around again.
Later that evening, I came to sit on the couch for movie night, I was then told I had to sit in the kitchen...wtf? Charlie of course snickered but then told Henry that no Mommy can sit on the couch.
Even poor Ellie is feeling the effects of Mini Mussolini...last night she jumped on the couch to sit between him and Charlie and he turned to her and said "Ellie go to the kitchen". Charlie and I just looked at each other, and poor Ellie got up and went to the kitchen. The Mini Mussolini then sat back, smiled and watched the rest of his show.
This morning the little dictator was actually very nice to us as he told both of us to lay back in bed. Of course he told Charlie he was on the Mommy's side and I had to lay in the middle (Charlie and I were both ready for work). As we are both laying there he comes around still directing and stands on the side of the bed to get in. He gets in and says "Good".
We know this is just being 2, and goodness it gives us some laughs but I'm scared of where we might be directed next!