Like a pendulum.

Oh the swings, the SO MANY 2 YEAR OLD MOOD SWINGS.  I get it, I really do.  I get that no one understands her, I get that she has no (or very little) power over decisions in her life, I get that she doesn't get that can't have a popsicle for dinner.
It's just about survival sometimes.  It's about calmly eating (and REALLY enjoying) my dinner as she lays splayed like a puddle on the floor, about smiling calmly when, as I try to pick her up, she falls through my fingers like a piece of cooked spaghetti.  It's about watching with raised, amused eyebrow when, as I suggest a book to read or a game to play, she moans "No, no, no, no Mama!!!!".  As the guidance councillor at school teaches my kids, it's all about using my ignoring skill.  :) 
I took a deep breath and left to do a quick errand as she chased me to the door- irony hit me that she wanted NOTHING to do with me until I was on my way out.

I get back and it's if she morphed into a different little girl.  She was calling herself a "superstar" wearing her necklaces, sunglasses and bracelets; she was happily reading her books and playing her games.  She forgot totally that she wasn't watching HER shows (the reason her 1st mood swing happened; we *gasp* changed the channel).  She stopped whining about anything and everything.  She was loving and playful and awesome. 

Yup, I am sooooooo still learning.

My superstar, taken as we were changing into Pjamas.  Please note that the glasses are upside down... hillarious!