Take for example, this afternoon's tantrum. She decided she wanted something out of the fridge. And she decided she'd just get it herself after her mom told her no.
I've mastered the "teacher voice". I am not a teacher, nor do I ever plan to be, but being raised by 2 of them, I done did learn that voice. I broke it out today with a very stern "no". Sister did not like it.
Oh, don't feel sorry for her. It's all part of the game. "I cry to show you I'm mad. Maybe even scream. How does big bad mean mommy say "no" to a sweet little angel like me?"
It was ugly, for all of about 30 seconds of a lovely little "scream/cry" she's developed. And as soon as she noticed I'd grabbed my camera, the faucet turned off, she turned down her volume, and put on an instant smile...