So in 6 months I'm going to have a 3 year old. Where in the HELL have those last (now) two.point.five years gone?! It's doesn't feel like she's been here for 3 years already, like what the hell. She's totally in the terrible two's phase - screaming, telling me "NO!" - and the time-out corner has fast become her not-so-best friend as of late. But the good moments out weigh the bad.
Today my dad and I took L to Cabela's to escape the 102* heat that we had today. He ended up buying her a camoflauge dress (I'll take pics in like 2 years, seriously Cabela's figure your sizes out. This 2T is going to fit her well into kindergarten!) and we walked through the fish area about 100x... no joke! When we got home L and I sat at the kitchen table and ate popsicles for snack. As we sat there she was telling me that she saw "fishes, and porQpines, and elks". I love this kid.
But seriously, can I pause her at this age for a while? *pouts in a corner*
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