Why?

Why is "why" my favorite question these days? Why am I 3 3/4?

I go through the same routine every evening. Dinner is at 5:45/6. I eat half my meal and then get off my chair and play. My parents continually encourage me to finish my dinner. I play more. They ignore me. Then around 7:30 when my parents tell me it is time to wash and go to bed, I say I want a treat. My parents tell me I can't have a treat unless I finish my dinner. I whine for about 10 minutes, after which, my parents feed me the dinner that I need to finish. Then I get my treat. After my treat, I ask for a 2nd helping. My parents refuse. I tell my parents that I want fruit. They cut me fruit. I play "popsicle" with my fruit by spinning the plate around in a circle, and forking the fruit and eating it with a big smile. After being asked for the gajillionith time if I'm done, I go up to wash. My parents are rolling their eyes through this entire process.

I like helping give Sebastian a bath and I've made washing his hair my job. He is fun to play with. But he grabs, doesn't know how to take turns, and gets really upset if I take things away from him! I get so frustrated sometimes! But overall I love him so much and always want to kiss, hug and touch him. Sometimes too much though; Sebastian waves me away and gets annoyed!

I want my own way. Sometimes I act difficult just to be difficult, to show everyone that I'm boss. When I say that I want something, and my parents refuse, I whine "...but I do want it..." My parents get especially annoyed when I say this while doing the whiny whole body shaking dance. They usually ignore me which makes me belligerent. When I want to infuriate my parents, I answer "dickey dickey" to whatever they say when they're trying to talk to me. That's a fast road to a timeout.

I only like to be compared when I'm winning, or if I can be just like another kid. I have this intense desire to be just like my friends. I am always repeating my friend, saying "I xxx, too!" or "I xxx just like you!" or "My xxx is bigger than yours." I like to win all the time and am a SORE loser.

I always want to be the prince and don't like to wear flowery or shiny things because they're "too pretty". I get annoyed whenever Mommy tries to put me in something cute. I have three favorite t-shirts that I wear all the time - race car, cupcake and Oski bear.

Despite all of my ridiculousness, my parents think I'm the most adorable, if not most infuriating, thing. My needs are so simple. When I saw a fountain, I told Daddy that I wanted to make a wish. When he asked me what I wished for I said sweetly, "Ice cream."