Stubborn Girl and a Stinky Man

In the past couple of months Sophia has gotten a bunch of teeth. Now there are a couple of molars trying to work their way out. Sophia is definitely a trooper, but the pain from these teeth coming in has made her a bit of a handful lately. It's so interesting so see how differently the girls handle things. When Olivia is hurt or sad, she wants to be held and cuddled. The opposite is true with Sophia. She makes you work to comfort her. When she gets really angry she doesn't want to have anything to do with me. The other day she fell off of a stool and was laying on the floor crying because she was hurt. I picked her up to try to console her, but she screamed, bucked out of my arms, and ran into the other room. She was still screaming and clearly very angry, so I decided to take her sheep blanket to her to help comfort her. Boy, did that ever make her mad! Screaming, she shoved the sheep back into my arms and crawled under the table, as if insisting that I leave her alone. I decided I needed to remove myself from the situation, so I dropped her sheep, hoping she still might use it for comfort and left the room. The minute she spotted the sheep, she started yelling some more, grabbed the sheep, found me, shoved it back into my arms, and stomped off. She clearly didn't want any help from me, but as her mother I couldn't give up completely. I waited a few more minutes until her crying calmed down a bit, and called to her with my arms out. Finally, she came waddling over, let me pick her up and she buried her head between my neck and my shoulder. She quieted and let me cuddle her for several minutes. I sure do wish I could understand what was going on in her head. It was a huge relief to me that she gave in and let me hold her. I can't imagine what a scene like this is going to look like when she's a teenager! Maybe she's getting it out of her system now. Last Sunday Olivia and I were doing some shopping in the grocery store. We were in the cleaning aisle, when Olivia spotted a clean-cut, middle-aged man picking out laundry soap. He was about 10 feet away from us when she said very loudly, "That man is getting some of that. He's getting that because he's a man and he's stinky." Needless to say I immediately exited the premises. I'm not exactly sure where that comment came from, but it certainly was embarrassing, and I have a feeling this is only the beginning of those socially awkward moments.