Most of the time, she is the sweet little baby we all know and love. And then there are times when she gives me a glimpse of the terrible-twos... and I'm not a fan.
(this is what I get when I ask her to smile - she is her father's child)
Between 18 and 19 months, Leighton started putting two words together (i.e. Dada bye-bye, Mama's shoes, puppy eat). Her favorite phrase, "No, no Mama", just so happens to be my least favorite... nonetheless, we are pleased with her progress.
We bought her a little Sesame Street potty, and she tee-teed in it twice. She will sit on the potty and read a book or sing songs with me, but she still seems scared to actually "use" it. So, although I think she is ready to potty train, I am trying not to push her.
This month Leighton started gymnastics, and WE are having a blast with it. I am also happy to report that she is doing SO much better in the child care center at the gym. She got moved up into the 2-year-old room, and I think that made all the difference in the world. We are doing our best to keep busy these days, so you would think that you-know-who would be napping like a champ. NOT. SO. MUCH. I am lucky to get an hour out of her these days. Not enough for either of us. I know I shouldn't complain because she sleeps so well at night... but I'm afraid that the days of napping (and me getting anything done) are quickly coming to an end. I am holding onto hope though... I want to keep her a baby for as long as I can.
I'm a new blog stalker! She is such a cutie, and I am so glad I get to see you both each week for playgroup!
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