This little girl is hysterical. And so witty at her young age. And holy cow, she is just funny. I adore her if you can't tell.
-She loves to dance. She likes to spin now, too. But more than that? She will put on a this serious and dramatic "face" when she dances to a slower song, or something more moody. For instance, the other night we were watching Glee. She was sitting on the couch with us, and every time they broke out into a song, she would get down from the couch and start breaking out in some liturgical dance moves to match the song. It was hysterical. It's safe to say I paid no attention to the episode and mainly to my child.
-I get unprompted hugs all day long from her, but here's the catch. They are ALWAYS when I am standing. She loves to squeeze my legs and give me a good "leg huggie" as we call it. If you ask her to give you a hug? Almost always she will say in the sweetest little pixie voice, "No." Flat out. She will tell you no. However, if you ask her to give any child/dog/baby/pet a hug? SHE WILL CHASE THEM DOWN for a proper hug.
Example A: Her younger cousin, Ian.
-She insists on ridiculous things like holding not one, but two crackers in her hands at one time while she is 'snacking'. We're trying to work on this. But duuuude, she gets upset. She likes having one cracker on backup and I can't say I blame her.
-She's putting words together like whoa. She tries to attempt her own sentences and often they come out sounding very stutter'ish. I asked the pediatrician about this the other day and she said she believes it's not really a problem, but more so that she is ahead, in the fact that she's attempting to put words together to make sentences. So her brain is firing all these things to say, and sometimes it gets stuck. For instance, she'll say, "I g-g-g-get down", when she is attempting on her own. But when I have her repeat me, she will say it without stuttering on some letters. Weird? Maybe. But either way, she's communicating with us, lots, and I love it.
-She's a little parrot. The other day she tripped on the bathroom rug and yelled, "Oh shoot!" and, uhh...yea...I guess it could be worse. But, still. No idea where she got that one. *whistles*
-She is turning into a little girl and losing her baby'ness every day. While I'm a little sad about it, my god is this child just stunning. I know, I know, I'm her momma, and I'm bias--but geez. She is so pretty.
-The other day thanks to my little linked-within thingy below my blog posts, I came across a post I wrote when I was umpteen thousand weeks pregnant with Emeline, and where I had scanned a few of my baby photos. One of them made me do a double-take. Holy crap, man, that looks like Emeline! Blink blink. But, it's me? Whoa.
I mean, I had always known there was some resemblance, but this photo? Just straight up makes me feel like I have a little mini-me.
Whoa is right.
Just trying to remember the little things that I will no doubt forget if it weren't for this blog.
*photos in this post were taken by my sil, Lyryn.