I want to run away from 2

Yesterday was attack of the 2 year old. I have this 2 year old who gets under my skin like no other. She has these great qualities like: she can sing really well, she is very funny, she has a smile and a giggle that will make you feel warm inside. And then she has these other qualities: a very high pitched squeal/scream that ensues when she doesn't get her way, the tears flow 8 out of the 12 hours she's awake, and she is very picky about what she wears these days. I don't know what it was, but yesterday, after enduring the 100th scream and tantrum of the day, I called in reinforcements. And I left. For 3 hours. I basically wandered aimlessly around the north side of the city, moving from store to store. With only a purchase of 2 pillows at $4.98. I reluctantly came home, but by then, it was Andy who needed the break - after only 3 hours. I have a feeling that it is going to take me a lifetime to learn what God wants to teach me through mothering her. And of course its things I'm really lacking in like patience, a gentle spirit, and patience. I'm up for the task, well, really I don't have a choice. I wouldn't trade her for the world though. And today is a new day. Its going much smoother. She's at Mother's Day Out.