She is referred to as "Booger" around our home.  It started when she was little bitty.

I'd be changing her diaper or whatever and she'd make a mess.  I'd say, "You little booger."  And then, it was "Hey booger!!" as I scooped her up in my arms to love on her.

It's an affectionate term... we don't use it very much anymore, but she'll always be my little "booger".
Anyway, she is a booger.

She will be doing something, and I'll tell her to stop.  She continues or says, "No I don't".  I get up to correct her and she says, "No, I say 'Yes Ma'am'." and then proceeds to do what I told her to do, originally.  I just sit and laugh to myself.  I know I should probably discipline right away... but sometimes, I just don't.

Then, she'll be getting into my purse when she's out of my sight for 2 minutes.  I go in there to find the entire contents of my purse on the floor, chair, or wherever it was sitting.  She looks at me with those big blue eyes and says, "I didn't do it!" in a cute little sing-song voice.  I have to discipline.  It's the only way she'll learn that Mom's purse is off limits.  It kills me to have to discipline, though, bc she's so cute.

THEN, when the disciplining starts, she'll say, "Don't spank me!" behind big crocodile tears.  Uh, Hello?? Who taught her this??  I go ahead and spank and then say, "Don't tell Mommy not to spank."  After that is over, she'll reply, "I said don't spank me!!"  No way, Jose'.  Not in my house.  We don't put up with this.

I have to get into IMB mode.  It hurts my heart.  I don't like to correct my children.  But, I really like it less when they act up.  So, it is a requirement of me, as a good mother, to be on top of them when they do wrong.

She's one of those kids that is so cute, you just hate to have to discipline.  You hate to have to show her that she can't have her own way.  But, it is a must.  I must make sure that she knows that life isn't fair... that it never will be fair... but I love her, and I care for her well-being.  I want her to grow up to be a responsible adult... a light shining for Jesus wherever she goes.