For instance, this day I opened her door to a fairly typical scene. She almost always builds a block tower for her brother to knock over when he wakes up. But this day I could hear her singing, but couldn't see where she was. I thought maybe she had crawled under the bed.
Nope, I was wrong. She was sitting in the hamper with her dirty underwear.
Then the next day, she came out wearing this lovely ensemble.
Yesterday during quiet time she decided her green jammies needed a pink sweater to complete the look. And then she decided her brother needed some milk. Hope that's soy, Alex! It was cute though to overhear her saying "Here, drink your milk Bubs."
Derek, aka Bubba, Bubs, Derry-Boy, Mister Man, and Bug, responds equally well to all his nicknames.
And is just about the sweetest thing ever.
Oh, and to all of you crazy folks commenting on my last post...just because I'm sad that my baby is growing up does not mean that we're having more! ;) I think our little family is complete. 99.9% sure. Okay maybe just 99.8%, but still, that's pretty sure.