23 months old today and quite sassy and opinionated sometimes. She says/yells "No way!" to the brothers and yells at me if she wants me to carry her. Gives good scowls to strangers. But she loves to giggle, especially at Ben.
And this romper and those pigtails. I am deceased.
A favorite baby doll got dirty (cheetos and chocolate) and needed a wash. She howled while it was in the dryer. "Baby SAD!"
It was actually this same baby doll that she took to Andrew's last baseball game of the season.
(you can see the remnants of her head bonk)
She some of watched the Royal Wedding with me on DVR: "Pincess!"
One night I insisted we could watch more "girl" movies, and we watched The Princess and the Frog with the boys. They actually liked it. And she loved the parts with the "Pincess!"
She puts a hard "g" on the front of many of her words these days. For example, she yells "GILK" at me and tries to lift my shirt. Walk is "gawk," goggy is doggy, yogurt is "gogurt" (which is a real thing when we buy it), "gookie" cookie, "gink" for drink, etc.
These jammies her Nonna brought back from Hong Kong now fit her, and she begs to wear them.
They feel silky and soft and must be so comfy. And I don't know why she is doing jazz hands here, but it cracks me up.
If someone is eating, she wants to eat, too. She really likes to have someone help her stand up in the fridge (we have the freezer drawer below) and stare at her options. Still won't take a sippy very well, but will guzzle from the boys' personal straw water bottles.
Still loves "Boss Baby" (when she is ready for bed she'll yell, "BABY!" and point to her crib). Also loves the movie "Moana" lately, and any and all Curious George books. She hears a lot of dinosaur and Lego and Superhero books when she toddles in during James and Andrew's bedtime reading with me.
And, miracle of miracles, she now goes to sleep all on her own with minimal fuss -- and life is so much better for everyone. It took a few nights/naptimes of us opening the door a crack and saying, "No screaming. Lay down. Night night." Or short sentences to that effect (I learned about the power of short sentences in therapy with James - say what you don't want, then what you want.).
Nursing is almost all done -- we are this close, until she looks at me with big eyes and says, "Gilk?"
And she loves her toes painted pink. We are having so much fun with her!