You would think she wasn't born in Alaska. Although, she hated the snow in Alaska as well, if I remember correctly. We went inside and she warmed up in a blanket while watching Barney. Ahhh...winter.
I've been spending a lot of time analyzing the Red Zone Level of Whining that my child enters the minute she awakens. She has always been needy and whiny, but it is getting to the point that I am irritated with her too often for the All Whine, All the Time thing she has going on. I am sure it is partly her personality, but I know it must be something I'm doing, or not doing, as well. It is pretty much the most annoying sound in the world to my ears, so when she does it I give her WHATEVER WILL STOP THAT GODAWFUL SOUND!
Starting today I have been putting my foot down. Trying to ignore it. Not giving in to anything asked in a whiny voice. Enforcing the No Whine Zone to the best of my ability (which isn't saying much). But, really....I am not sure she even noticed that I wasn't giving in. Or, it just doesn't matter. Maybe she just likes the sound of her own whine.
I, on the other hand, like the sound of my own wine. Sauvignon Blanc, anyone? Gotta go.