She was NOT feeling the headband!
She loves to get into things. . . cupboards, my work files, iPads, tissue boxes, tub faucets. . . nothing is safe. And I love it! The look of wonder and mischief in her eye is so fun. I love to see her determination, curiosity, and spunk.
Along with getting into things comes temper tantrums! She knows how to throw a fit when she is removed from a space she is trying to explore. Sassitude. . . I love it!
She loves to talk and uses more and more words every day. She has only put two different words together a few times. It usually includes yelling at Krissy's dog, "No Moll" was her first "sentence."
She is very friendly from my hip. She loves to yell "HI!" And then bury her face into my shoulder when someone replies.
In church this week she was convinced that anyone raising their hands in worship was waving to her. She was sure to yell "Hi!" to them all.
She loves music. She sings along and dances on her butt. She tries to copy Sierra's dance moves and singing. It is so sweet.
She has (finally) decided a sippy cup is fun. And she loves a straw! She was so proud of herself when she figured out how to suck from a straw. It was precious.
She loves all food - unless it is spicy. Spicy food she spits out with great passion.
There are really not toys she loves. She just likes to explore and whatever she finds, she plays with.
She hates shoes. And diaper changes.
She adores her siblings, Krissy's dog (sigh), and momma and daddy.
Her paci is her most precious possession.
She has a very sweet essence. She is adaptable. She tolerates interrupted naps like a champ. She does well at doctor appointments, sporting events, and shopping trips. Quiet locations are more of a challenge!
Mataya Hope-y Girl, I adore your energy, spunk, passion, sassitude, kisses, snuggles, words, dance-moves, giggles... You are pure sweetness and total joy. You are a gift, a treasure. There is never a day that goes by that I do not thank God for you, tiny one. Never one day.