I'm hoping to get through it all with a little more sleep this time, though Mia seems to have taken that expectation as a challenge...
|Mia meets Sophie.|
|Cranky Pebbles: She loved the new 'do but took umbrage at the yellow bow I slipped in last-minute.|
|Ready to dance.|
|Wearing her little sister's pants.|
|"You talkin' ta me?"|
|Cooperative play? Think again. Just after I took this picture, Big Sis tried to push Little Brother off the rocker...|
Overheard this week:
In response to Tom's dinnertime encouragement of, "Eat your Picadillo- it's going to make you big and strong."
"No, it's going to make me little."
A propos of nothing- "Mommy, I need my chocolate before I poop on the potty."
When I asked her, "How are you going to eat that without a spoon?" after she unceremoniously dropped aforementioned spoon on the floor- "Because I'm so good."
(She then proceeded to lick the applesauce out of the cup like a cat.)
To the uncooperatively swinging play kitchen door- "Oh, come on- stop it!"
Most of the way through the Prayer of the Faithful during Mass (presumably, when she grew tired of listening to it)- "Let's have some music!"
The girl loves her jumper, and -oh boy- can she bounce!