At 6:30 this morning, the girls crawl into my bed and whisper - "Mommy, can we color on Chanuka?"
You see, gentle reader, all this shabbos - yuntiv - holiday-that-isn't-shabbos-or-yuntiv stuff is confusing! When you can turn lights on and off, when laundry, when coloring. They also asked about cooking on Chanuka, tearing paper - and naturally, they want to wear shabbos clothes. Llama actually last night had a tantrum until I let her wear her shabbos robe to bed instead of pajamas.
A few words on Llama's tantrums. Since she turned 3 and realized the impending inevitability of aging (poor baby), she occasionally acts very mature - which means, when she suffers a disappointment, she will often drop to the floor in a sort of kvetchy genuflection*, something that is perfect vintage 4 and 5 year old Sroch. She drops on her knees and puts her head in her hands, facing the floor, and occasionally whimpering or outright crying, depending on the magnitude of the perceived offence. It's really delicious, and because she's our second child, we have none of the parental stress and crisis about our child Not Coping, but instead can just quietly giggle at the absurdity. And never fear that we're ignoring her real feelings - when she's REALLY upset about something, she bawls and pushes and hits the floor on a good day (someone else on a bad day).
It's just funny, because we got through the bulk of Age Two with very few tantrums. Hmm.
*I should totally copyright that term. Kvetchy Genuflection would also be a good name for a band.