She has started laughing at her friends. When they do something silly, she laughs. When they get in trouble for being naughty, she laughs. Quinn got in trouble for hitting her mama, and Peanut thought it was really funny. They both thought it was funny to stick rocks in their mouth when I was telling them not to. You can't get mad at either one of them though. Their laughter is addictive. Even when they are naughty, a sly smile and giggle to one another makes me feel good. It makes me feel like they both have an ally, and we all need as many as we can get. It is especially wonderful because I love Quinn's mother dearly. Quinn's and Peanut's friendship is important.
Peanut has a scab on her knee. She points to it and tells us "oww. Hurt.".
She now thinks the Saab is hers. "Peanut's truck"
She has started eating again. Yay. I guess she wasn't hungry for a while. My "not worrying" was okay.
Peanut now refers to herself in the third person all the time. She can also tell me where the doggy and daddy went. "outside. walk"
She likes to count, but gets most of the number wrong. "two, three, five, six, nine"
Most things are the color "pink"
I dressed her today, but it wasn't what she wanted to wear. She wanted to wear her velor pants and the matching train shirt. She asked for "help please" to get the pants on. I had to talk her out of the long sleeve shirt when it hit 80 today.
She tried to give the character on the TV a hug today. It worked better when she hugged her cracker.
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Aww . . . you made me teary.
Don't you love the getting dressed power struggle? Tess took off her shirt yesterday, picked out a new one and then walked around for two hours topless because she couldn't get the new shirt on and would let no one help her.
Good times :)
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