9.04.2005
Dora! Dora! Dora!No, I didn't misspell the title to a classic Pearl Harbor film, but you would have thought to my 16-month old that not having a new Dora nightgown would have caused the same cacophony the world over.
At Target last night, she saw this way too big Dora the Explorer nightgown and had to have it. Since she has never really wanted anything or paid much attention to what I'm putting in the cart, I gave in and let her have it. Of course she had to check herself out in the mirror in the bathroom, too. Here are some pictures - thanks to my computer finally seeing my camera setup.
Try telling HER that a size 2T is just too big.
Note the still wet bath hair. It really isn't dirty and matted like it looks!
I'm up early on a Sunday morning, sitting here thinking about everything I have to be grateful for. I really am humbled by all the good in my life right now. Of course the bulk of that centers around Rylee. Just yesterday she started saying "hold you" when she wants to be held. She also said "other side" when she wanted the other boob. I *never* imagined myself nursing a toddler, but it's great - such a different bonding experience than nursing a newborn.
It's very cool to watch her development and the change from one word blurts to two word 'sentences'. I was telling someone yesterday how neat it is to really be able to communicate with her and have her get it. I can give her directions like 'put it back' or 'bring mommy a book' and she does! It's the little things that make life great.
I pulled the pictures from the other day when she was sick and stamped herself For Deposit Only. It's strange but she they don't really look like her. Check out those cheeks!!!
Love, love, love my sleeping beauty!
