I have never been on board with the whole identifying personality traits in childhood. After all I was a quiet, shy, neat child. And well now, much to my husband's dismay, I am none of those things.
Now that I have my own kids I am praying (atheist praying) that I was right. Because Calamity Jane didn't get her nickname by chance and if she continues on her current path, she will either kill herself by sixteen or put me in an early grave due to stress.
When she is not swearing up a storm, she is giving me mini heart attacks with her every increasing daring antics. One of greatest tricks? Engaging in her own private extreme eating contest.
Things Calamity Jane has eaten:
*one of those sponges that expand in water
*a raw egg
*bite of a magic eraser (luckily I caught that one in the act)
*16 gummy vitamins
(She also regularly bites into fruits like kiwis and bananas while the skin is still on)
At first I thought it was Pica. Hell I almost wanted it to be Pica so I would have an explanation. But according to her pediatrician, no dice. She does it too irrgularely and seems to limit herself to food like objects.
Yep, she is just living up to her nickname. Or maybe instead of an extreme eating contest, it is really a contest to drive me insane. Guess what? She's winning.