So, just what is that green stuff on the chair? It looks like pistachio pudding or something like that.
You showed a tremendous amount of patience with her when trying to get her clean didn't work out the first or second time. I think I might have just left them with all the cream if one of my sons had done it. So, amazing restraint.
Our youngest son was very similar to your daughter growing up, in that if there was something he wanted, he would go get it, no matter what. Even or especially after being told no. It had the exact opposite effect on him. It was like he needed to have whatever it was even more because we were denying it to him.
It was Christmas time, just before school let out. It was time to go to school. My wife and older son had already gone out the door. My son went into our bedroom where he knew we were keeping the presents, and while I stood just outside the room, he went into the closet, and tried to get to the presents sitting on the wire shelving. Since he was short, he ended up pulling on the shelving with one hand while reaching up with the other. Well, everything came down on top of him. When i found him, he was holding up the now empty shelving so it wouldn't fall, but trying to look around on the ground at the presents. :)
It's hilarious now, but I was not happy then. Still shaking my head as I type this. :)
The green stuff is icing from when I was decorating cakes.
Oh man! What an adventurer your son was haha, I laughed while reading this. Yup we have a common child. So what is he like today? Just to see if I have anything I may have to look forward to :p
Icing! I really should have guessed that. Maybe the color threw me off. :) Our icing, when we actually eat cake (not nearly often enough), is usually chocolate or white colored. Exciting bunch we are, but then my kids are grown and celebrating St. Patrick's day isn't that huge in our house, either.
The youngest still has his 'adventures' now and then, but he's married with a very young daughter, so he's done a lot of growing up and maturing over the last 20 or so years.
From what I can see, in many cases, it's really hard to judge how a child is going to turn out to be as they enter and pass through life's stages. Circumstances change. People and relationships change. They change.
She could go from quite rambunctious and into everything now to moody, brooding and locked up in her room for hours from late middle school on.
I think letting her get the adventure out, outside in a semi-open, semi-controlled situation is a good idea. She's going to be her, and needs to be her, whatever that means in the moment.
I always stepped in hard when I thought what mine were doing might lead to property damage, severe injury or death, and then tried to instill in them that keeping the small rules I gave them would keep them from all the bad stuff.
It didn't seem to be sinking in at the time, but I think they've both turned out pretty good so far. :)