Sadie Plum is growing up fast. She army crawls all over the house as fast as her sisters can walk, and has turned into Mommy’s Little Hoover. I spend a good portion of everyday sweeping and vacuuming invisble crumbs, but somehow (probably has something to do with her two sister) she always finds something to chomp on.
Sadie is saying Ma-Ma and Da-Da…quite indiscriminately, I might add, and Aubrey could not be prouder. “Oh Momma, her is learning words and how to talk!” Aubrey will squeal as Sadie holds a stuffed monkey and calls it “Ma-Ma.” (I know, I know…easy mistake.)
This morning I was changing Sadie’s diaper on her changing table and Aubrey was in her face cooing and kissing her. Sadie was excited by Aubrey’s attention and flailing her arms around, when she socked Aubrey right in the nose with her little fist. Most kids would cry, or be mad…not Aubrey. She said, “Awww, Sadie! Momma her just punched me right in the nose! She is gettin’ big and learning how to be tough!”
And so it begins…