My precious baby girl? The one we lovingly refer to around here as the Show? Oh, she's in there all right. Somewhere in there. But, for the time being, her teething pains have overtaken her little body. I have resigned myself to the fact that we might not see our darling little girl for however amount of time it takes for these nagging teeth to just get here. In the meantime, I am getting my 'refresher' crash course (Faith from 9 months to 2 years of age pretty much when I lovingly referred to her then as 'the thorn in my side!') in body throwing (tantrum style) and horrible moods. I love my girl-- teething bad moods, and all!
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My big girls have what they call their "bathroom club." They remind me of my two brothers when we were younger: they do everything and anything together. EVERYTHING. They call for each other to get to "the bathroom club!!!" when they have to go to the bathroom. The girl that is not answering nature's call is elected the 'entertainer.' They are a riot. Abrie is already having so much fun just following her two big sisters around, and who wouldn't? She's got 24/7 entertainment at her fingertips.
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