While busily packing for our trip to Nashville, I came upon Anna at the top of the stairs, laying at the landing with a blanket over her. She was holding two CD cases, which she isn't supposed to have (a la no-touching-the-CDs-on-the-bookshelf rule).
I ask: What are you doing?
I could tell she was deep in thought. She sat up and showed me the Kelly Clarkson CD. She pointed to Kelly and said: This is Mama.
Then she showed me the other CD with Mariah Carey's face planted on the front and said: This is Anna.
We were coloring today with our new fancy smancy, straight from the yard sale colored pencils. (She thought these were the best things EVER.) She had a paper. I had a paper. As I started drawing the ever faithful flower, Anna said: Good job, Mom. For the next few minutes for every teeny tiny mark I made, I heard: Good job, Mom. Melt my heart. What a sweetie, right?
Tonight I asked: Who will help me clean up? (I meant toys.) The next thing I know Anna comes out of the laundry room with the broom. The mop. The duster. She proceeds to clean, which ended 15 minutes later in her knocking a glass of water off the table. Bryan cleaned it up.
Anna's been doing some swimming at Ms. Lisa's house:
And here's one from today after our garden picking and walk:
These days, Anna loves:
- Polka dots
- Doc McStuffins
- Applesauce
- Choo choo trains
- Bubbles
- Playing "surprise" and hide-and-seek
- Cheese
- Watering plants
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