I'm not exactly sure when the switch happened, but I experienced it today, the smidgen of baby left in Harlow stomped on by the toddler she has become. Sweet, cuddly she still is, but not so much with the compliant. Don't get me wrong, I love seeing her personality emerge, but when it clamps down on my arm and bites the holy hell out of it, I'm not so psyched.
She wants THAT water bottle and NO I am not supposed to help her drink it and I will BITE you, woman. How did I end up with a biter? More importantly, how do I get rid of her so we don't get kicked out of every school?
Besides the biting and hitting and NO!!!s, she's a joy, and I mean that. She just loves her family and animals and giving kisses and being (out)"side" and watermelon agua fresca from Deli Mexicana. Holy crap that stuff is insane. And yes, Senor Dreamy and I had a lovely reunion as we hugged across the counter to the long line's annoyance.
You know what else is insane? Ole MacGuyver has been toiling away on a children's playhouse for the past couple of weeks. Outside. Outside is the equivalent of standing in front my car's exhaust, and the poor guy has been doing this for days and days, 8 hrs at a time. Once I get permission to post work in progress pics I will, because that little playhouse and my hursband are badass.
All the cool people do it.
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I had that watermelon stuff one time, and it did indeed rock my world. The lime is awesome too. In fact, is there anything that ISN'T awesome there?
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