Sydni is morphing into a new phase [for her]; she must have everything that Mommy has, everything that Daddy has, and she must do everything that they do. [How's that for force of accountability??] Most recently, I've noticed that the rack in our closet which holds all of my scarves has been raided several times over the past few weeks. A few days back, I caught the culprit red-handed, and cute as could be, for that matter.
Sydni was on the tippiest tips of her toes, reaching as high as she could to yank down one of my scarves. I peered around the doorway and marveled in silence as she fidgeted, strained, and finally succeeded in securing one. She proceeded to wrap it around her head, neck, and half her torso, just like mommy does. She came tearing out of the closet partially mummified in what was certainly an oversized accessory for her.
So...
We took a timeout and did some snipping to an old T-shirt I had, producing the finished product of a little scarf, for a little lady. She was so excited to wear it that she is now insisting on wearing it to bed [not happenin']. Ha.
Oh, and lest I forget our new box of Mickey Mouse bandaids that was ripped open this evening. After about three whole minutes of the most intentional deliberation I've ever seen from a 2-year-old, she finally picked out the bandaid she wanted for her non-existent boo-boo. [Sidenote: bandaids went up, up, and away into the cabinet after this one. Stickers will have to suffice moving forward.]
All in all, I'd have to say that I've got a like-minded little tyke coming up in the ranks here.
We're so proud. Tee-hee. ♥
xo | cmd
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