Dramatic

Is it all 3 year olds?

Is it all girls?

Is it a first born child thing?

Or is it just mine? I really need to know. Does anyone else have a drama queen in their home?

Man oh man, has my Gabriella become quite dramatic. The range of emotions this girl has developed kinda caught me off guard. I was not prepared for this already. She can go from crying to laughing back to crying and again to laughing before I even have time to process what is going on. She'll be having fun and playing, then the next thing I know, she's hanging on my leg sobbing.

She's heartbroken if she doesn't get the pink plate or the first vitamin. She's devastated if it's Gwen's turn to open the garage door or pick the song from the FHE jar. She goes into hysterics if Gwen makes it into the tub before she can undress herself and beat her there. And don't even get me started on the drama each morning over her cup lid getting placed perfectly over the Dora with butterflies and NOT over the Dora blowing bubbles.

I try to be patient. I really do try to put her lid on how she likes it. I really, really do try to go slow undressing Gwen so she can make it into the tub first. But sometimes when dramatic behavior follows my valiant efforts, that patience flies out the window and I just don't get it.

And sometimes that dramatic behavior catches me so off guard, I can't help but laugh.

Like when she came crying to me the other day because Gwen had found and was playing with the hairless Ariel Polly Pocket doll that had been lost under the couch for weeks. She was so sad she wasn't playing with her. She's bald! How much fun could that possibly be? I had to laugh.

Or last week when we were in the car with her cousin and they were arguing. Anya would say "Yes you are." Gabs replied, "No, I'm not." "Yes you are." "No, I'm not." When Gabriella was obviously upset and tearful, I asked what was going on. Gabriella responded, "I'm not a cousin. I didn't come from the airport." See, Gabs thinks that her grandma's and grandpa's live at the airport, and we just pick them up when we want to see them. She's a cousin to her family in Arizona and Utah, because we go to the airport to get there. However, she didn't feel like a cousin to Anya, because she didn't come from the airport, Anya did. Again, I had to laugh.

But the best was when she came running from the bathroom where Joe was bathing Gwen. I could see that she was upset and worried about something. She asked me with great concern, "When I grow big, will I get hair on my arms?" I told her she would. Immediate meltdown. "Hair like daddy?" she asked. I quickly realized what had happened. Gabs noticed Joe's arms. Obviously we haven't worn a whole lot of short sleeves around here, since she just now noticed. Apparently she didn't like the way it looked. When Joe told her she would have hair on her arms too, she pictured Joe's arms and she panicked. When she ran to me and asked if she would have hair on her arms and I told her yes, she lost it. It was another good laugh at her dramatic reaction.

I guess that's girls for you. Dramatic. I have years and years to look forward to this. I suppose I deserve my fair share for the drama I'm sure I dealt to my mom. How did she ever make it with 5 girls? I can only hope for the time being that Gwen remains drama free. Because for now, one is about all I can take!