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One day soon.

This weekend, my brother and his family came down to celebrate my sister's 30th birthday.  Since Bug doesn't get to see her cousins that often, we left her at Mama and Papa's house for a cousin sleepover.  When we picked her up the next morning, she was EXHAUSTED.  I guess they know how to party.  So instead of going to church, Bug insisted on taking a nap ON Mommy.  If you know my daughter at all, you know this is unheard of.  From day one this girl has never let me put her on my chest for a nap and hold her while sleeping.  So, as her mommy, I've waited over a year for this.  A part of me loves that she missed me enough to not let me go.  What's a mother to do?  Take advantage.  So I did.  For 1.5 hours, I let her lay on top of me for comfort while she napped.  ::SIGH::  I mean, really...how much longer do I have until she starts running away from me?  Wait.  She already does that.  This was one of very few opportunities I've had to just love on her without her screaming or trying to run away from me. :)


We've had some really great moments with Bug lately.  She's had a couple of tantrums, but for the most part (and I'll even go out on a limb and say 90%), she's been SO FUN and playful.  We've spent the last few nights playing until bedtime and listening to a very contagious laugh.  Last night we went out to The Americana at Brand, had some crepes for dessert, and watched the fountain show.  Bug LOVES the fountain show.  While I was watching them together, I couldn't help, but be reminded of how blessed I am to have a hubs like mine.  He is so good with Bug and she loves him, that's for sure. 

Yes.  She is running away from Daddy.  Isn't it great how mesmerized Bug and Daddy both are by lights and the fountain show?  They are totally related.

On most nights, Bug gets to watch a bit of Sesame Street. There's a lot of song and dance that happens with Bug...after her initial Sesame Street trance.  Could this qualify as baby brainwashing?

Bug is so independent.  What's new, right?  She walks around the house, telling everyone what to do- toys and people alike.  The cable guy came in the other day and we had to turn off Sesame Street to check the cable box.  She gave him about 15 minutes until she walked up to him and started lecturing him to finish up.  

Bug:  "Al-Mo?
Cable guy:  "I know.  I'm almost done, cutie pie."
Bug:  "AL-MO?" [Finger pointing and shaking.]
Cable guy:  "Aaw, you love Elmo?"
Bug:  "AL-MO!"

Mommy:  "Sorry."  [Quickly pulls Bug away.]

After the cable guy was done, he walks up to Bug and he says, "All finished."
Bug:  "MUAH!"  [Giggles]
Cable guy:  [SMILES]

Ah.  The charm of a one year old.  I'm sure this will get old one day.

Newsflash (or not):  It's been unbelievably hot out these days.  One day, I'll get a haircut.
One day soon...hopefully.

God Bless,
Kat

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