I would rather tell you that my beautiful daughter is freaking brilliant. She is 2 years 7 months old and she has quite the knack for conversation. Her favorite phrases are "dammit", "I not hear you" among a million others. She has this freakish ability to bounce back. What I mean by bounce back, is literally bounces back from her injuries. She is a sponge. Oh so smart, and I have no idea where she got that from, she is NOT the typical toddler, she leaned to walk early, talk early, and learned things like unlocking the doors, opening the refrigerator, starting her own bath...crazy things.
She is the greatest thing I have ever done, and she drives me crazy, just like her daddy.
|The day she became Miss I-n-d-e-p-e-n-d-e-n-t.|
|My little brain reading by herself.|
We have been having some difficulties lately and I believe it is just a snag we are in right now, and I know we will get through it, because no matter how much he drives me insane, I love him. He is the father to my daughter, and his faults are minimal, but coupled with life, irritate me to no end some days. But I know he isn't going anywhere, unless I make it so. And even then he would still be the greatest Dad this world has known. But that is not even an option for either of us. We just need to find a place all our own, and start living for us, and our little family.
|Did I mention she was a bit of a weirdo|
|Big girl sleeping in her big girl bed.|