Here is a little glimpse of several hours of my day yesterday:
Chloe: Will you put her diaper on, pweese?
Me: (put the diaper on the baby)
Chloe: Thank you, can I take it off?
Me: Sure.
Chloe: Will you put her diaper on, pweese?
Me: (puts the baby's diaper on)
Chloe: Thank you, can I take it off?
Me: Yes, you can take it off.
Chloe: Will you put her diaper on, pweese?
I think you can see where this is going. Ever seen the movie, Groundhog Day? Life with a 2 year old can feel like that movie sometimes. Two year olds love to do things again and again and again.... and again.
This morning we spent two hours like this:
Chloe: Put your hands out. Feed the baby her milk. Now her juice. Good job, Mommy. Now give her to me. I feed her.
Me: Good job, Chloe. Can you burp her? Oh (giggle at her burping sound) that was a good one.
Chloe: Put your hand out. Feed the baby her milk. Now her juice....etc, etc.
But, if I have to relive the exact same moments over and over again.... I can't imagine better moments to be reliving.
Isn't she a sweet little mommy? Can you believe her daddy would deny her the opportunity to be a big sister? I mean, obviously, she'd be so much help that caring for a baby wouldn't be hard at all! Oh dear, on second thought, after looking at that last picture we may have to discuss the capabilities of babies' legs. I don't think they are supposed to bend that way:).
If you haven't already... keep scrolling down and look at the other posts I put up today. You might have to click on "older posts" at the bottom... I am getting caught up.













































































