Why didn't I remember how totally bonkers the second year is? I swear your mind does something to make you forget, ON PURPOSE. The screaming. The tantrums. The hair pulling. Should I go on? The biting. The spitting. Wait? Have I mentioned the spitting before? The spitting is so lovely, especially when it is done in public to show her dissaproval with the current situation. Mason is nearing 5 and still cannot figure out how to spit his toothpaste so Harpers spitting was one thing she learned all by herself! Whee!
This morning she wanted me to put her shoes on. I put them both on and tied the left on like she wanted. I moved over to the right one and tied it when all hell broke loose. I should have known. Why didn't I know that I should've only tied one shoe? The screaming and crying went on for a good 10 minutes until I offered her a bite of my LIFE. Cereal. But it is ironic isn't it? That she just wanted a bite of my LIFE!
Thankfully though, she is incredibly funny.
She loves to dance, she prefers Dance or Techno. The Hell?
She tells me to stop singing all the time. But also asks me to "sing Nacho", her favorite song from Nacho Libre.
I try not to gush, but The Girl is beautiful. Sometimes I just stare at her in awe.
And the dimples? We have no idea where those came from, but when she smiles, I forget about all those other things.
Well, except the spitting.