Sitting and waiting with Marley and Teyton
Swimming across the pool with her teacher
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I know it’s been a hot second since I’ve made any updates, so in the next week or so, I will try to get all caught up… As a glimpse of what’s coming, we changed phone companies, Sara had her graduation, I have only two more classes to go, we are expecting baby number two that is due in Nov., and some other things I’m sure I’m forgetting. I will try to get caught up, but I am chaperoning the Relay for Life event at Eastlake HS this weekend.
These two have had an interesting friendship in their short couple of years alive. As two first-born girls, they have strong opinions and personalities that have , and probably will clash again. Here’s a look at how they have grow together.
This was taken on December 31st 2006. Riah was almost 2 months old, and Addie would have been about 8 months old.
July 5th, 2007.
May 5th, 2008
February 12th, 2009. A recent tea party where little bro’ Caleb was trying to “Ruin everything.”
February 18th, 2009. We had the McDowells over for dinner that lasted until after bedtime.
Can’t wait to see what these two have in toe for us, and for each other.
It amazes me when I look back at the days when I had a “little” baby that would cozy on my chest…
She used to be the sweetest most innocent thing and she was a little doll. However, she is has grown into a feisty little toddler, that already acts like she runs the show.
She has become this little ball of personality and highs and lows. She goes from extreme happiness to hearing the words “nite nite” or “nap time” and suddenly her world crumbles around her. We had a brief stint where she tried to throw temper tantrums and she soon found out that they would not be dealt with and found herself alone yelling at no one, and those seem to have gone as as as they came. Though she still says not to nap time, she still walks herself to her bed and lays down.
Now, when she tries to come and share our bed in the lazy weekend mornings, I get kicked out of my spot, and my pillow becomes her pillow. She has her opinion and will let you know it. She is defiant to fault, but she keeps me on my toes, and I don’t ant to take that away from her. We want her to question the norms and not do what everyone else is doing, and we want her to be able to do her own thing and not care about anyone else. As she continues to grow, I can only hope to have a little girl that will try and fail and be honest in failures so she can learn to succeed.