Good Morning Beautiful
Little Man is still not feeling very well today, but Kiwi is back to her normal self, just with a runny nose. Probably because he is not feeling well and his body needs the rest, our little guy slept in until after 9:00 this morning. I can't remember then last time this happened. This left Kiwi and I to a quiet girls morning. We rocked her in the rocking chair for a long time and then we enjoyed breakfast in our yellow kitchen with sun shining through the windows.
Kiwi recounted (for about the twentieth time) the story about how she was with Mike when he bought them for our anniversary a couple of weeks ago. It goes something like this. "Mama's flowers. Daddy buy." She then gets very animated and talks very fast with only a few recognizable words the gist of it being that the flowers started at the store and then they made it home to her house.
It was just as cute as the first time she told it to me.
We split a banana and I watched her pick the stringy things off of hers. I had a bowel of cereal with my banana and she refused all breakfast options given to her and opted to have rice cakes with hers. She has recently learned to say her full name and loves to do so. We went over all the full names of everyone in the family and she informed me that Teddy also shares our last name.
We then went upstairs and did "hair pretties" (what she calls her little rubber bands).
And now I'm going to let you in on a little secret: my beautiful daughter is not always as happy as she appears in this picture. At this very moment, for example she is throwing a monster fit because she asked for "ice cold water" and when I gave her water with ice in her sippy cup something about it was not suitable and she threw it across the kitchen and has been throwing a fit since. She's in the other room and has been told that when she can calm down, we can talk about it.
Update: Apparently the fact that I had put the water in her sippy cup from breakfast was what was so offensive to her. Although when she calmed down enough to ask for a different cup, she didn't want that one either. Eventually about twenty minutes after the initial request for water, she was drinking it...from the second undesirable sippy cup.
It is so hard to try to understand them when they won't calm down! It's amazing how they get so frustrated to these simple things. Right now, Mason is old enough to begin being particular, but not old enough to talk much... bad combo.
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