Oh, how I love the imagination of my girl. This morning, after lining up all her animals, I asked her where they were going. Her reply? To Hawaii, of course.
Friday, May 27, 2011
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Rainy Day Tea Party
Pouring the tea...
Kissing the teapot...(?)
Stirring in some honey...
Delicious!
Lucca, I sent these photos to your Daddy and his response: "She's growing up too fast on us. I wish we could just freeze her at this age." So sweet. We are in love with you baby girl. And I didn't even tell him that you set aside a little blue cup of tea for him at the party, too. Maybe I should have and he'd be on the next ferry home.
Friday, May 20, 2011
Lucca & the Beach Ball
Parents of two year olds: run to Target and get a beach ball out of the $1 bin. Result = super happy kid and super cute photos.
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Thursday, May 12, 2011
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
two-year old talk
Me: Are you ready to go, Lucca?
Lucca: No, I need to just do one more somersault first, Mommy.
You got it babe.
Monday, May 9, 2011
Heartbreaker
Friday, May 6, 2011
Drama Queen
LUCCA, LUCCA, LUCCA! Your mommy and daddy sure do love you. You have become quite an emotional little girl over the past few weeks since your baby brother has moved in. While you adore your buddy, your emotions are in full swing with mommy and daddy. And let me tell you...a two-year-old emotional roller coaster is a FUN ride! The latest? Every time you come back from the park with Daddy-O you burst through the front door asking me for a special surprise. I made the mistake once of having a "special surprise" waiting for you when you got back from playing outside, and now you think this is part of the routine. You try to demand a surprise, mommy tells you we don't have a special surprise every day, and you burst into full on tears. This happens every day. Oh the DRAMA.
You also have a little scratch on the top of your nose right by your eye. Not sure how you got this, but you can't leave it alone and you pick the scab off every day. Today I told you to stop picking the scab on your "ouchie" so that it can heal. As soon as I say the word "ouchie" you start totally sobbing. Tears galore. As if it still hurts. All because I pointed out the scratch on your nose. So, I told Lucca not to touch it about three times today, and every time we talked about it, the same reaction from my drama queen. Sobbing. And needing big hugs from mommy. At this rate, I am pretty sure that scratch is never going away.
No clogged tear ducts around here, that is for sure. The best part? Every time Lucca cries, she goes and stands in front of the mirror to watch herself crying. Totally normal, right?
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Monday, May 2, 2011
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