I know parents are all partial to their own children, but isn't she just a beautiful little girl? Dark, sparkly brown eyes, curly wisps of hair, perfect princess lips. I could wax eloquent on her every little feature, but I'll spare you this time : )
|"reading" to Stomp|
|she will sit and play like this for long periods of time|
(also, notice the necklace)
|she had four cups that she kept rotating in and|
out of Daddy's shoe. it was awesome ha
-she doesn't walk anywhere, she races. it's not that she's in a hurry, she just is on to the next thing and doesn't want to waste any time. she takes a bunch of little steps in quick succession so it gives a sort of hop/run effect.
-she loves recognizing something and then pointing at it as her eyes light up ("beetho!" "momma!" "kitty!")
-she never says "please" in a whiny, drawn-out voice, it's always short and flat, and she says it "meese."
-she really loves not having pants on. i'm not sure why, except i guess we all need a break from pants once in a while. it's been death match 3000 every time we try to put pants on lately.
-she's not afraid of anyone or anything except sometimes the vacuum.
-she gets a kick out of going into her room and finding something to bring out and show me, like a cup or horse or water bottle.
-she loves saying words and following directions. unless of course they involve doing something she doesn't want to do, in which case she'll either ignore you completely or wrinkle her face into the pre-shriek that is stopped by a curt, "Natsby. Is that necessary?"
-the way she says "puppy" is just the most heart-meltingly adorable thing in the entire world
Natsby is vibrant and curious and lovely. I will never get tired of her saying "Mommy" or "Momma," although I suppose I'll have to accept just "Mom" someday. I love our little girl : )
(I almost forgot - add this to the top 5 Natalie cutest moments:
I asked if she was ready for her nap and she said yeah yeah! and I told her to find her Kitty and I'd grab her "meem" (bink) and blankie...she went running off into her room and I finished feeding Stockton for another minute. I wasn't hearing noises from her room anymore so I didn't know what she was doing, and when I went in there she was nowhere to be found! I panicked for about half a second before I saw her two little socked feet sticking out from under the crib. I bent down to look and she had crawled under there for a stray bink and was contentedly sucking on it while hugging Kitty close to her chest and falling asleep. It seriously was the most precious thing I've ever seen. All her tantrums last week were worth this little priceless moment.)
(Also, the fact that she asks for and desires naps is about the greatest achievement in my parenting career so far. Except she taught herself that, so she should really get the credit. Whatever, it's the best!)