Check. Me. Out!
This little cutie-pie keeps us laughing and busy and on our toes from the second she wakes up til the time she closes her eyes at night. She's as sweet as she can be, but pretty sassy too! Occasionally a bit bossy. Sometimes, well, a LOT of times, she's dramatic. She can throw a good two-year-old toddler tantrum with the best of them. But she can melt your heart more than you could ever imagine. And she can make you laugh hysterically with her spunky-ness.
So the picture may make you think that we've conquered the potty training thing. Not so. And that's not Brooklyn's fault. It's Mommy's :)
I just can't quite bring myself to be committed to such a big task just yet. Not with two other babies needing so much time and attention. I think she's ready... and we'll get there VERY soon (I hope), but for now we "try" occasionally and play dress up in the cute My Little Pony panties Aunt Kristen got for Brooklyn. They look nice with heels, huh?!
What she's says a lot of:
"Come with me"
"Hold you"
"You hear/see it?"
"It'll be fun"
"I like ___, you like it?"
"What happened?" (over and over and over)
"I look"
"Cuddle me"
"Who's coming over?"
One thing I'm very grateful for is how much B adores her sisters. She keeps a constant check on them and what they're doing. She loves to make them laugh. And she's very protective over them with people she doesn't know.
I can't hardly keep Brooklyn out of Sophie and Emma's room. If she hears them make the slightest whimper, she's running to check on them. And, believe it or not, she actually knows who's crying just by the sound!
Some of my secret weapons for being able to get things done: books, movies, playing on the iPad, and coloring to her heart's content in the shower!
The highlight of her days right now:
going to Daddy's baseball games.
We usually go about an hour before the game so B can play with Daddy, run the field, and watch the boys warm up. She'll say "run fast boys"! She shys away when they try to talk to her, but she'll always tell me on the way to the game "I give those boys knuckles and hugs"... it hasn't happened yet. But she LOVES being out in the middle of the action.
And when we have to leave it's never easy. I'm usually the center of a lot of attention and "poor girl/bless her heart" conversations while I'm pushing out a double stroller and trying to wrangle a flailing, screaming, sad/mad-to-leave little girl. It's a sight, I'm sure :)
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