Most of the time, she's okay. Other times, she is impulsive and/or defiant and she scares me. I don't know how to make a 5 year old who knows better than to walk out the front door and go to the neighbor's house understand that she really can't be doing things like that. I've had growing concern lately about the fact that she has now learned how to unbuckle her car seat straps. She knows better than to do it while I'm driving, but that doesn't always mean that she won't. She is only a safe passenger when she is buckled into a 5 point harness. She's a loose cannon. A bull in the china shop. Heaven knows I love her more than words can say, I just don't know what to do with her sometimes. In addition to the one big thing she did today, she also broke an animal from the ceramic nativity that I had JUST asked her not to touch because it would break if she accidentally dropped it. At 5, that is not an unreasonable expectation. The icing on the cake (which was completely not her fault) was when I realized that the feeding pump charger is broken. Of course it's a charger that was given to us so we actually own it, which means we can't send it back to the company for a replacement. (they wrote the serial numbers on the rental agreement)
On the bright side, we did get the Christmas tree put up and the kids hung the ornaments (or "ordaments" if you ask them) after school. It's starting to look festive in our house and that makes everybody happy. Now that it's almost midnight, I'm going to check on the pump to see if it's still charging, stare at her sweetly sleeping little face for a minute or two, and then go to sleep for a couple hours until the pump starts squawking at me. Tomorrow is a new day, thank goodness.