Yes…that is her nickname. My three year old, Delaney, has many pet names, but ‘Sassy’ seems to fit her best. And, I kind of like it. It fits her. She is all Sass.
I often think she has all the qualities I want her to possess as a 23 year old woman, but not quite as a 3 year old. She is strong willed. She is independent. She is opinionated. She is alternately soft-hearted and a bit tough. She is kind, but quick with a ‘you’re fine’ if she isn’t interested her in little brother’s crying or whining.
So, the dilemna becomes….how to tame the little devil now without quashing these beautiful, developing personality traits. How can something be so cute and so devious at the same time? I suppose the fact that I am smiling as I type is an indication that I really do love the Sass…that I probably don’t really, deep down, have any interest in molding her into a more passive little lady.
And, while I am on my never-ending quest to be an ExtraordinaryMommy….my Sassy has Extraordinary down pat. It seems she is the one molding me. Lucky Mommy.
How blessed am I?