I love that my little Safah loves her brother, and vice versa. Second to Nani is his sister on his list of people he wants to hang out with. I think I am rising on his list, but he will still yell at the two of them if they don't come to him.
Deen: So we have 6 teeth now MA! Four on the top. And they gave him a hard time, poor thing. The bottom 2 were fine when they came in, but these 4 required baby orajel and cold chew toys, and tylenol. But MA we are good now. Well he is, my chin is in pain most of the time. I worry that I will have permanent marks on my face soon, but I love the mommy kissies and chewies. ;)
Deen is still pulling up, and has started trying to use his feet to walk along instead of tap dancing.
Safah: Is MA, growing like a weed. I noticed one of her feet lapping over her sandel one day this month, and took her to stride rite, only to find out one thing I didn't know and one I did. My daugther's feet grow fast (knew that!) and one foot is a whole size bigger at any given time. 13 1/2 Wide on the right, and 12 1/2 Wide on the left. So she needs a size 1. Ugh....Once you get into the 1's, shoe makers assume that your kid is a certain age and that is not always true. So sandels and dressy shoes have heels on them. Not appropriate for a 4 1/2 year old.
Same with clothes. She is 4 not 14. I am not dressing her in the scanky clothing that they make for tweens these days. Even when she is a tween, I'm not dressing her like the anorexic celebutanes on the TV. Since she starts year-round school in 2 weeks, I am thinking about school clothes since it is still warm out. I got soooo frustrated at the mall, I left. Usually that only happens when I shop for me....;(
So I have a full-fledged Kindergartener. Where did the time go, when did she get such attitude? I met someone this weekend who has 4 kids and said that once they get to 5, something changes and the toddler is gone. Replaced by this grownup in a short body! Scary, and sad. I want her to always need me, and want to be near mommy.
;( Sad mommy time!
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awww! i know i've got a ways to go, but today musa sulked and pouted and threw his hands in the air and whimpered just like a toddler (apparently the breakfast i served was not good enough for him) and i realized how much he is not a baby anymore... already!! aaah!
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