la petite soeur

The baby of the family is undeniably everyone's favorite...
and she knows it.
Maybe it's the constant fawning over her by 9 doting family members and attention she gets out in public..
maybe.
And ya know what?
she does not like it. 
As of late this little precious, sassy 3 year old has just taken the cake with little one liners and instances of tough love toward the rest of us.
Hard to resist that cute little person
but the things she says...

I brought her on a trip to the grocery store recently, and I was chasing her down the aisle because she refused to sit in the buggy and thought it was a great idea to fill her hands and shirt with the jelly bellies from the dispenser...
Picture teenager running after toddler down the candy aisle as other people are trying to shop and avoid getting caught in the way of the chase..
and the toddler saying, loudly, "I'M NOT YOURS!"
I don't know where she got that from.....
but the looks on some of those people's faces..
"I'M NOT YOURS! LET ME PLAY, I'M NOT YOURS! GET AWAY FROM ME!"

I mean, it's bad enough getting THE LOOK from disproving older women, men, teens, sorority girls, college people, whoever... you name it, when we're out in public together, they think she's mine.
Now, though, she's acting like I'm trying to kidnap her or something.....

"I'm NOT yours! I'm NOT yours! I'm NOT yours! I'm NOT yours!" she continued shouting as I chased her down the aisle, and believe it or not, the cashiers and bag boys and other shoppers were looking slightly concerned..
So I did, naturally, what any older sister would do. I grabbed that little mess and put my hand over her mouth and tried to look serious as I was nearly dying and beat red with embarrassed laughter and didn't let go of her the rest of our trip.

That child....