new words

I don't know if all kids make up their own words, but that is your newest talent. Sometimes they are fitting, like naming your baby brother's boy bits his waggy baggy, or deciding that saying scit scat weanie in the car repeatedly is the funniest thing you've ever heard. In either case, it makes me laugh too. Sometimes you get strange looks from adults when they ask you a question and you respond with a random nonsense word, but I just shrug it off and keep going.

You seem to be having a bit of a rough time expressing your feelings lately (by that, I'm trying to put it nicely that you've been quite a pill). Bedtime has been a little painful because you've been throwing the occasional fit. You've also created a new bedtime routine by trying to squeeze as many sentences and thoughts into a conversation while your bedroom door is closing. You are sputtering off about how you so love your mommy and you so love your daddy, you so love your brother, you so love Pippa, you're going to kick off your pink blanket, you want your cup to stay on your shelf and not in the fridge, and what you plan on doing when you wake up next.

Even with the fits, when we actually get out and do something you really enjoy like visiting the farm today, it makes everything better again. You ran and ran and pointed out all the animals and loved the barns and fences. We even spotted a very young lamb that was hobbling after its mom. Maybe I just need to work harder to find things that interest you as much as visiting a farm. Hmmm I'll be working on that for you squirt.