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2 years and 2 month Bug

Happy 2 years and 2 months to this dancing toddler!
Yup, you guessed it.  Buggy is now enrolled in her first dance class, courtesy of Mama and Papa!  (They're investing in her love of dance.  Hahaha.)  Last Saturday she had her first class and to make the transition easier, two of her school friends, L & G were there too! So we get to see them all week long!
Buggy made it through the entire hour-long class without missing us.  Are we surprised at all?  Nope.  Way to go, big girl!  We can't wait for this week's class!

After class, C and his family met up with us and we all went out for some lunch!  These kids are inseparable and that makes me so happy. They are so cute!

Other recent developments include:
1- Being attached to mom.  Bug has discovered her love of "coffee" (milk) because she's "tired."
 Have no fear, she's still semi-attached to Dad.
But we both bore her sometimes.  This was Bug during a Friday night dinner with Mom and Dad.
2- Styling herself.  This girl is now picking and choosing her clothes. She will allow us to give it a try, but if we fail to pick the perfect outfit the first time around, she immediately goes through her own clothes to find what she likes.  And sometimes before bed, this is what we end up with- an Easter hat, a scarf, and pajamas.  To each his own, right?



Potty training update:
Remember the drama with school not allowing us to bring her in panties? So we had to use pull-ups at school?  Well, a few weeks ago, they let a little boy come to school in underwear so we met with the director and let them know we would be doing the same.  Since then, Bug has made tremendous improvement in the potty training category.  She only has accidents when situations change- like staying at Mama and Papa's house when Mommy and Daddy were gone.  However, at school, she has been accident-free since the day we brought her in panties.  This girl knew she was in pull-ups and that pull-ups were like diapers and the second we put her in panties, she was good to go.  Way to go, Buggy!  We're so proud of you!

God Bless,
Kat

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