06.28.13 - Friday

You were a "maker" today, dear. You and I made Rice Crispy treats. And oh so proud of yourself you were. "Me a maker!"

The other day you made me an entire lunch with your fake kitchen. You had a tomato. I had a grilled cheese sandwich and a fried egg on a cheeseburger (sans the bun). You neatly set the table, we prayed, and you insisted that I couldn't eat my food until we were both properly served. You have learned well.

06.04.13 - Tuesday

As you grow and learn, I grow and learn. I found myself on the phone this morning with a friend seeking advice on what to do with faking injuries, and refusing to sleep. Last night was exhausting. I think you had legitimately banged your ankle bone on something and it was hurting you. But being the dramatic two year old that you are, it became a huge deal of screaming for "Mommy! Mommy!" And then you woke up this morning screaming again for me--way too early in the morning. So you spent most of the morning sitting on the couch even though you informed me your "owie all better." Sigh. Such things for me to decipher and determine how to teach--such lessons for you to learn.

06.02.13 - Sunday

Your aunt and uncle came into town for the day to see you and your little brother; they say to see us all, but we know the truth! Auntie Joy in particular is a sucker for doing whatever games you ask her to play with you: or whatever else you ask.

"Auntie Joy turn light on in bathroom?"

"Auntie Joy, I want [your] cupcake!"

"Auntie Joy play with me!"