All over the place,
Your emotions running wild,
With smiles on your face,
But mischievousness in your style.
Buba, my sweet little boy where have you gone? In your loving place is this stubborn, difficult toddler at the moment. Everything is the opposite with you, if we want you to go right, you go left. Everything is, “I don’t like it” and “I don’t want to.” You are testing Mommy and Daddy, daily. We are not sure where it came from but you have lost your words and in their place is a whine, so high pitch and ear splitting that its a half cry and half tantrum constantly. The only thing that seems to keep you happy and calm is being outside. Where you have space to run around, be free, and get dirty. We are lucky the weather has been nice and you have been helping Mommy on her gardening. It’s a pleasure to have you outdoors with me, but as soon as we come in, you are back to whining. I wish I knew how to help you communicate your emotions better.
Missy Moo, is there ever a moment that something isn’t in your mouth? These days you will chew anything. I only hope I don’t catch you gnawing the side of the couch leg, again. Those four fangs I can see them peeping through, may them come quick and painless. Your hair has started to come in thick and fast. The verdict is still out whether you will be curly like Buba and Mommy or stick straight like Daddy but either way, it makes you look so much older now. Your personality is starting to shine through more and more each day. When Mommy or Daddy tell you no, you laugh at us making it harder to tell you off. You clever little girl. You are into everything now with your fast crawling. I think this time around Mommy and Daddy just might have to baby proof the house. I can’t believe you will be one year old next month. Time is flying by too fast.
Together you are sat here watching Frozen and just by the look on your faces, I can see you both love it as much as Mommy. I don’t think either of you blinked for a good two minutes during “Let it go” song. As always you both have to be doing the same thing, at the same time, sat the same way with the same little disney cars in your hands. Like two little carbon copies of each other. Missy Moo you are starting to shout for your brother when he leaves the room to come back in your own bla, bla way. And Buba you are quick to come running back to your sister to satisfied her want for you. But as much as you both are inseparable still I can start to see it now. The little pushes back and forth and the “get out face” looks when one of you is too tired. Missy Moo you are starting to get your own back and those hands have caught your brother a time or two. I know this is only the beginning and natural but I hope you both remain close as ever even along this new want for your own space.