And trust me her Additude has stayed perfectly in tact over the past week. And with that attitude has been quite a few good snippets.
Like when I asked her to repeatedly not do something - jump in a puddle, grab peanuts out of the bowl, climb on the arm of couch, stomp her feet - and she did anyway triumphantly declaring I WIN!
Like when I asked her to get in bed for the umpteenth time and she slammed the door, yelling No THANKYOU I don't WANT TO. Followed soon after by a muttering of I win.
Like when when she told me she liked my beautiful blue dress and my big old butt all in the same breath.
Like when at breakfast with Grandma Patty they were discussing the color of the princesses' hair and Grandma said she had brown hair just like Belle and Addie retorted Your hair's not brown Grandma! It's gray. It's gray here and here and here...
Like when she continued to get out of bed last and her father finally threatened that all her pretty dresses were going to be Daddy and Mommy's if she got up again and she replied Boys don't wear dresses Daaaddeeee.
Or like this afternoon, when she climbed on my lap after her nap and said Gimme a hug, you're my best bud, Mama.