Someone please tell me that this whole "I'm three now, so I think I'm an adult" thing is only a phase and it will dissipate soon. Please. It's ok, lie to me, make me feel better. If this lasts until she's 4, this will be a long and heavily medicated year for me (just kidding about the heavily medicated, ok maybe only half kidding).
Seriously though, it's like my nice, well mostly nice, previous 2 year old became possessed by the 3 year old demon. Everyday is a power struggle, or a full fledged war over the most minuscule things imaginable. "Lay down"; "No, I can't". What?! You can't lay down? Ok, ok, I naively thought this was a one night thing. Yeah we're going on about a week now. The "I can't" thing doesn't stop there, but the other stuff I kind of see coming. "I can't pick up my toys, etc".
Rationally, I understand this is just where she is developmentally and I know it's hard on her without DH being around. But still, I get sucked into the power struggle and before I know it I can't remember how I got in it and I am completely clueless on how to get out.
Welcome to the 10th circle of hell.
