She's also really gotten interested in skirts and dresses. She picks one out to wear almost every day. They have to be tested for their swoosh-ability. Then they are showcased for Daddy. There have been a couple of occasions when I've pantomimed behind her back to help him notice whatever lovely thing she donned for his homecoming. He's learning quickly, though. She recently told me--after seeing her babysitter's pretty painted fingernails--that she wanted to paint her toenails either green or brown. I was surprised it wasn't pink or purple, but told her that I would need to talk to Daddy about whether or not she is old enough to paint her toenails. To which she replied with the biggest eye roll, "but Mo-om, I'm three and a half!" Yes, baby girl, that is my point exactly.
C is growing fast, too. Nothing like that first haircut to launch you out of babyhood. She's working on her fifth tooth and is starting to realize that she can stand independently. I never would have imagined it would take her this long to walk. But more significantly, she has dropped her morning nap. Almost spontaneously, she just flipped a switch and wasn't doing that any more. If I try to put her down for "quiet time" in the morning, she'll rest for about five minutes before she starts fussing. Then her afternoon nap is a total wash for having that pause in the morning. Crazy kid. She's giving the sweetest kisses now. You get a slow approach as your warning, then just a gentle rest on your cheek. That slow, gentle approach is how you know it's a kiss and not a head bonk.
Savor it, Sarah. Soak it in. Take note. Stop and stare. Thank you, Lord, thank you.
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