oh.my.gosh
this girl is a hoot.
and has quite the imagination.
i'm totally loving this stage.
not so much loving the part where she malls her little brother half to death.
(i sure do pray he makes it through his first year of life)
or the part when i'm constantly telling her, "no layla", "stop layla", "be soft layla"
but totally loving the part where she says the funniest little things.
has such adult conversations with me, or at least tries.
or absolutely loves that she wants to help me with everything, including doing my hair.
i could have my hair played with all day!
this is where her imagination comes in.
the little balled up wipe on the left is her pet chi chi. and the rock on the right is her turtle.
she'll ask me to pet them softly and to hold them carefully.
she'll even tell me to be quiet when they're napping.
(don't worry, i give her a new wipe everyday to call her pet chi chi)
she loves her little friend brooklyn.
there is not one day that goes by when she doesn't ask to either go see her of have her come over.
i love this pic of them both in their undies.
she's quite good at trying to be a momma herself.
poor brighton and marx.
whenever she holds them she'll try and through them up on her shoulder and burp them.
oh she'll rock them back in forth
(in not the most smooth motion)
and tell them to, "shhh shhh shhh.."
even when they're sound asleep.
and yes, i know you're all thinking, "does she ever dress her child?"
i do.
sometimes.
but it's so hot here in the south.
you'd only understand if you lived here.
if i could, i'd walk around in my undies all day too. (: