Y'all, I could write a book about this one. I'm serious. The fact that she always has 4 people at her beck and call leads to a bossy little two year old. And a funny one. I've got to document a few things just so I never forget them. And throughout the documentation of her funniess, I'm just including some random pictures of her.
I have a mole on my stomach that she is mildly obsessed with. The other morning while I was getting dressed, I was sitting on the edge of the tub and she found the moles. She said, "Morning mommy's moles." Then, she put one hand on each of my boobs and said, "Morning mommy's boobies!"
Wow.
One night I was trying to get her to go to bed, and she was running all over her room and wouldn't come to me. I started counting so that she would know I meant business. She immediately dropped to her knees and said, "My need a break." I guess all that running from bedtime exhausted her.
That same night, once she did get in my lap, I was trying to get a hangnail off of her and she said, "Dadgumit" and hit herself on the leg.
Makinley was being Makinley one day while I was trying to talk on the phone and I told her I was talking to a parent and to give me a second. Addie Grey said, "She talky on pone, gosh." If only I could replicate the tone she used on this post. It was priceless.
All of her 'f" words sound like she is saying 'p' right now. I love it. She 'palls' down. She wants my 'pone'. She likes to paint her 'pingernails'.
I look at the above picture and I'm just amazed. I can't believe that I have the honor of being their momma. They keep me on my toes, but they are such a gift to me. I just pray that I'm doing an okay job raising them up in the way that God would have me to.