Weight: 22 lbs.
Some of my favorite things she is say: "boo bus" (school bus), "get it mommy" she says it really fast, "uh callin'" (who are you calling), "Steffff" everytime I get on the phone she thinks it's Steph (which probably shows we talk way too much!) "Bubbas tub" she wants to get in the tub with bubbles. Big Daddy is "Big Buddy", "Hold juu" when she wants us to hold her, and "Onk G" Uncle G.
Since she has started repeating everything we say we do a lot of spelling at our house. It isn't that we say ugly things, but I would hate for her to go to daycare and repeat the word "idiot" because she heard us go on a tirade the night before when something concerning our current administration came on the news. It has gotten to the point that Big Daddy says he can no longer communicate with us if we are going to keep up all the spelling of words. (But between me and you there was a rumor a few years ago that he had a D on his report card in 3rd grade if that tells you anything about his spelling abilities.... I mean really. Who has a D on their report card in elementary school? Big Daddy that's who.)
She loves the Mickey Mouse app that we have on
We have fallen into some what of a bad habit. Back in the summer she got a virus that was going around. Since then she has slept with us at least part of every night. Then when school started last week I was so tired that I let her lay down in our bed several nights.( I am pretty sure I fell asleep before she did) And here's the thing about her sleeping with us- I am affraid I will regret it when she is 5 and still in our bed, but I'm more affraid that I will regret letting her cry for me when she's 16 and embarrassed by my mere existence. She cries this terrified cry while she calls for me and it is pitiful. One night she had called for me and called for me then she started saying, "Daddyyyyyyy, Dadddyyy" Adam covered his ears and said, "ohhhh nooooo I can't hearrrr you." Don't tell my Daddy because I will NEVER hear the end of it but she fell off the bed this morning. Rolled right into the floor. I picked her up, put her back in bed, and I am pretty sure she never woke up.
Has decided that she wants to give her Daddy a pedicure every night:) And he lets her.
"Melon" is the one thing she will consistently eat.
She loves big trucks, school buses, baby dolls, and wearing my high heels. It's just the combination I dreamed of when I was pregnant and picking out pink dresses and sparkly shoes for her.
And this is just the kind of face I hoped my kid would make;)