I have totally and 100% been slacking on this blog. For that, I apologize. There has been much happening in our lives lately. We'll start with Christmas....
What an amazing Christmas it was! You gave so many awesome presents to so many good people and you also received so many toys you didn't know what to do with yourself. Your favorite is the kitchen set Ryan got you. He really nailed it with that one. Your imagination is becoming so alive and vivid and to watch you play is incredible to me. You also turned two my beautiful girl and I am a lucky woman to watch you grow in to such a beautiful, inspiring, and intelligent little girl. Christmas Eve of the night you were born was by far the best moment of my life. Mommy's birthday was also the best birthday she had in a while. When the clock struck midnight I creeped upstairs to where you were sleeping, kissed your forehead and said, "Happy New Year my beautiful girl." I can't imagine spending one without you.
The only thing I regret from the holidays is that Memere, Poppy, your Uncle Ryan, and Aunt Ashley were not there to celebrate with us. Of course, they were in our hearts. Your Aunt Donna called Poppy to wish him a happy new year and he said your Memere had one Pina Colada and was passed out on the couch. A Pina Colada is a drink that has coconut in it, amongst other things... but you will not have the pleasure of experiencing them for another nineteen years (I hope). Side note: Today, January 10, is MY Memere's birthday. My Mom's Mom. She is in heaven now my little one and is definitely watching over you!
Now, lets move on to the business of the "terrible twos." Your favorite word is now, "NO." Not "no thank you," not "I'm okay.. thanks," just plain, "NO!" Everything is "NO!!!" You have learned the art of the female manipulation very young my little grass hopper and your Mommy just so happens to be a sucker. When you curl up that bottom little lip of yours, squint so hard it looks like you are morphing in to an Asian, and softly say, "Mooooommmmyyyyyy" I melt in to a pool of SUCKER. I am learning though, to become a more stern disciplinarian..... slowly.....
Along with your new favorite vocabulary of words, you are now in the stage where you repeat every single thing I say. I drop something and say, "shit!" You drop something and say, "Oh shit!" I can walk around all day saying "I love you" or "puppies are cute" and you will still repeat the one thing I said that is negative. It's almost as if toddlers have this built in preconception of what curse words are, how to use them, and in what context to use them in. Simply amazing my little child. Of course this is my fault for letting those naughty words slip out of my potty mouth but New Years resolution number two is to watch what I say around you. I'm getting better at this spelling things out deal, but it is so very difficult. When I drop something or stub my toe, I don't want to spell out G-O-D D-A-M-N M-O-T-H-E-R F-U-C-K-E-R! By the way, I am not letting you read this one until you are much older. I think I may even print these all out and give them to you in a book on your 18th birthday.
I just want to throw in here that you have an obsession with your little pink hippo. You call it your "baby." The thing about this pink hippo is that I bought 12 of them and somehow there are only a few left. Tattered and stained they are, but non the less, your comfort. I even bought other babies that are similar. You pull the tail and it plays a song. I thought for sure this is why you liked these babies. No no no. No dogs, no bunnies, no kitty cats. You have to have the pink hippo. I searched high and low for more pink hippos. If I want one, I have to order it online for $30. Those Carter bastards. So if any of you fellow readers would like to possibly buy this "pink hippo" I would be much obliged. She can have an arsenal of them. For what, I do not know. ;)
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So on with the pictures and videos my darling. Enjoy!
Love,
Mum
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New Years Resolution #1- Become a bitch! Your Mommy gets walked on a little too much. Time for the bitch powers to come out of me. I am, after all, a female!
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