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2 years, 3 months, and 8 day Bug

Good grief, I'm behind on this 2 year and 7 month update.  We're quickly approaching 2 years and 8 months.  I've been posting this entry because I have no idea where to begin.  So let's just bullet point all the things I think are interesting about Bug lately.

She has perfected the art of play dating, which has resulted in a ton of progress when it comes to sharing.  Bug has even surprised me with her ability to take the "high road" when someone takes her toys.  However, she still has her limit, but for the most part, I've noticed a lot of growth and maturity when it comes to sharing.  Perhaps we're missing our window of opportunity to have a second kid. Haha!
She is getting so social that even at play dates, she has managed to adopt a fourth grandmother.  Here is G's grandma with ALL the kids at the play date.
Dad and I recently celebrated our 4 year wedding anniversary.  (Go us!)  We went on a date with Bug and Mulan.  :)
Bug's social skills are beyond amazing.  So amazing that when we went to dinner, she schooled the manager about Disney princesses long enough that when the server brought the bill he said, "The manager gave you the dessert for free because your kid is so cute."  Darn.  We should have ordered two.  :P
Our tiny dancer is a rock star.  Here she is, the only student alone with the teacher for 10-15 minutes while the other dancers were still hanging onto their parents.  Although sometimes I wish Bug would hang onto me, when I see how independent and fearless she is, I am so proud of her.




 Her organizing skills rock. She loves things a certain way...the ONLY way.
 She has a love for music, dance, and rhythm I've only seen in Dad.  When there's music, we must dance, sing, or tap our feet.

I'm sure I missed a load of stuff, but these are the only things I can think of.  More to come and I semi-promise that the 2 years and 8 month update won't take so long.  :)  Ugh!  I didn't even bullet point.  I suck.  Empty promises.

God Bless,
Kat

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