She Rules
She’s been pretty rambunctious with loads of screaming and grabbing and trouble causing. She must handle her fork, she must have some of your drink, she must have more water, she MUST stand in the peach crate.
She’s tough to be upset with though, at least I’m surprised with how little I’ve been frustrated with her. Screaming, not eating, not wanting to get dressed not wanting to be on the toiler, throwing a bunch of fermented yogurt drink all over the ground and my knit slippers then screaming some more and not wanting to be held by me, then she’ll giggle and make the most ridiculous face I’ve ever seen.
She is just the best, and I want to spend more time with her, and I already spend loads.