Amelia broke free while I was trying to change her clothes in the morning, so she ended up looking silly with her onesie half off:
She wanted a cookie, and I said no. Her face did the slowest crumple-into-a-cry that I've ever seen. She got a cookie.
Wearing Daddy's sunglasses:
Our little climber is constantly climbing onto the sofa or the table chairs:
She loves to color! She'll sit right in the middle of this big coloring book and scribble all around herself:
She's figured out that we mean business when we put her into time-out. But that doesn't stop her from crying and making us feel bad:
2 comments:
I'll definitely have to find some "healthy" cookie recipes so I won't have to see that sad "no cookie" face at my house. No wonder you gave in, Julie. Have a nice Thanksgiving!
Love,
Nana
that sad face is too much. just want to squeeze her!
she colored a few pages @ my house, but not near as exciting as the giant coloring book...
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