The smallest dictator

Our house has become over run by the world's tiniest dictator. Anna banana has become almost over night a 'terrible two'. Sure, we had our share of meltdowns before and a few temper tantrums before two years, but they have taken on a whole new level! On a daily basis, I wonder which Anna will appear, my sweet smiley cheeky monkey, or the rowdy shoving dare I say, bratty, Anna. There are lots of time-outs being utilized - although, we call it the consequence chair - and, surprise, surprise, it finally works! She will sit and give us the evil eye, but one minute later, will apologize and give a big hug. Twice this week, she was in the consequence chair before 8am! Now, that's the start of a bad day. Her temper tantrums are something to be witnessed, too. I have to laugh ( behind her back of course! ) every time she throws one. She's not very good at it. Her idea of temper tantrum is to fling her body on the ground and roll around once or twice- no kicking, no screaming, nothing. I totally ignore it and she'll move on to more heinous activities, like yelling and pushing to which I actually respond to. Anna banana will boss Daddy and Mommy around all evening, every day. 'Sit there, do this, don't do that, No, No, No, Mine, Mine, Mine'. Then, each night, as I am getting more and more frustrated by her newest level of insanity, she'll pat my hand and tell me 'I wuv you'. I turn instantly into mush and forget all about any irrational behavior I witnessed. ( at least until the next morning )