Chloe, the threenager, and her creepy art

I have a threenager. 

She's 3 and a half and has the attitude of a 13 year old. A really cute 13 year old. 

Sometimes that early morning creaking of my door as she wakes me up is a bit of a scary sound. Half asleep, I try to get her to cuddle with me for a minute before forcing me up. Sometimes she'll lay with me for a whole 3 seconds before she says "Ok I'm done." I beg her for more cuddles but she's like "I already cuddled." Oh, sorry. 

We have a lot of random little inside jokes these days. Like 'Chicken butt'. I think I started that one, but now Chloe and her cousin Braden think it's hilarious to say "Guess what?" "What?" "Chicken butt!!" Now they won't stop doing it. No matter where we are. And how awkward it is. 

My mother thinks Chloe will end up being the class clown. After the past few days, I think I would have to agree. She's sometimes shy when I drop her off at daycare, but some days when I pick her up she's yelling bye to everyone and acting crazy. She's full of jokes lately. I love it.

She's also full of attitude lately. It common for her to tell me she doesn't like me. Or even goes as far as to say "You're NOT my best friend." 

But most of the time I am her best friend. And she's mine. 

It's hard to keep her away from electronics lately. She loves my 3DS and playing Mega Run on the iPhone or my mother's iPad. She's actually really good at it. And she loves puzzles.

And drawing super creepy pictures.

I think I'm the one with the big right ear. 

This is her daddy. And all his ribs.