But somehow every toddler learns the arch-your-back-then-make-your-body-limp move that signals they will cease cooperation in whatever they are currently doing/being asked/forced to do.
Us cheering our daughter on for things she really should not be doing. Like “using the furniture as a jungle gym” (directly quoted from my parents circa 15 years ago). Here you will see her being totally proud of herself for said offense, doing a “fist-bump” with her daddy (then me), and acting out Five Little Monkeys (in which she walks around bonking herself in the head and then shaking her finger at us).
It’s been a busy week, and we are all antsy to celebrate Christmas. Luckily, this year, we are celebrating a week early + Christmas Eve + Christmas day. More holidays = more fun.
Some of these are probably a month old now. I never guaranteed promptness.
She sleeps. Hard.
I love catching this kind of sleep. I can examine her little lips, her thick eyelashes.
Her tiny curl that has developed in her just-long-enough-hair back there.
We walk in the dark. Because the days aren’t light for very long anymore.
Where she belongs.
We stopped having a morning bottle and are now sitting down for a few moments before school for blueberries and oatmeal. Or sometimes a Nutrigrain bar.
This girl tries really hard to put her own hat on. Usually ends up on the floor like this.
She eats with a spoon. And wows us again. Even if she has probably known how to do this for the past 3 months.
H&M brings us cute socks…
…And legwarmers this winter.
Oh. my. GOSH.
I stayed home sick. It was relaxing.
She’s already a scholar.
Hearts, stars, flowers.
I dressed my kid in this the other day. It actually turned out kinda cute. We had no car seat, so no way of leaving the house in the outfit.
But dad came home and we went out. To the dollar tree. And let my girl out of the cart. (A scary thing to do as you can see here!)
Need to cook dinner/clean up dinner/take a phone call or breathe? Thank you, Nick Jr.
My front porch looked like this one day this week. Oh yeah.
Christmas Pageants. Girl loves her cousins.
Girl had her first Christmas Party. She made us a pinecone ornament.
“Paisley, what do you say to an elephant?” ::Silence:: (I don’t think we knew, either)
This one’s an oldie but goodie. She’s got it down.
I’ve been a gift-wrapping fool for the past few days. I love it.
We are officially having binky issues. She has named it “baboo” and asks for it every time she is tired, gets hurt, sees it, thinks about it, hears a word close to it, or any other illegitimate reason. She has recently gotten tall enough to see that we keep them here.
Sometimes when I’m trying to load the dishwasher, my toddler is either:
a) crying at my feet because she wants me to hold her
b) crying at my feet because I have knocked her over because she is under foot
c) removing things from the dishwasher as I put them in
d) trying to test how much weight the dishwasher door can handle.
On this day, I just chose to let her in on all the fun that was happening up at the sink. She thought she was pretty cool. I thought she was pretty cute. :)