Growing Up
My little one is growing up and everyday there is something new that reminds me she isn’t a baby anymore.
She can now tell/show me where she bumped herself if she for example bumps her head or stubs her toe. She’ll even kiss her own ouchies, just like mommy does.
She mumbles conversations of gibberish to me, like she’s telling me some important story. It’s adorable and I can’t help but laugh.
She understands when I tell her to eat 2 more bites of food and then I’ll give her paci back to her.
She asks for help when she needs it. And will ask for her snacks when she wants something to eat. The other day she ran to the fridge trying to open the freezer door saying “ice cream”.
Last night when I asked what we should do next (it was bathtime), she blurted out “bike ride”. DH laughed! What a stinker!
This morning when I went to get her out of her crib, she wasn’t quite ready to get up, so she told me to put the railing back up, turn the light out and leave the room!
She’s in the “mine” stage where everything is hers, even if it’s the food on our plate! She’s definitely in her terrible twos and her birthday is still over a month away.
Oh my Goodness….I wish we lived closer!!!!! Too bad we couldn’t turn back the clock….but stay the age we are now…you know so that we would be living across the street raising OUR babies!!!! Having girl scout meetings in your garage with our daughters…and all that fun stuff!!!! I miss you!!!!! Love you ALWAYS!!!!