So there are a lot of words that come to mind when I think of my 19 month old. She is the most adorable, chubby, loud, persistent, snugly, mamas girl around. There is another word however that describes her pretty darn well and that is TROUBLE. She is into something all day long. She loves to wear every ones shoes and then when her sisters go to look for their shoes they are no where to be found. She is so sneaky about where she puts them. These happen to be my shoes and yes, I had to look for them after she was done.
She never wears headbands or hair bows. After I put them in she immediately pulls them out and then says "Here Here Here" and wants me to put it in and play the put in take out game. But seriously how can you not love this face. I have to admit I am hooked. It has been that way since I found out we were having her.
She then proceeds to pose around and try and walk like a fashion model. Her older sisters have taught her that. There are quite a few other things her sisters have taught her too!
No girl is complete without a furry fluffy dog on your arm. Or in her case in your hand being dragged around all day long. She loves these dogs even more than our own dog. Max and Devonney haven't been getting along lately. Max is a stealer of food. If you leave it somewhere it is fair game and he will eat it. Devonney does not like that and has been known to chase him around the house throwing her fake doggies at him to get her food back.
What can I say.... I love my children. Each of them has a special tender place in my heart. Even though she is a tornado.... I love her to pieces and would not have it any other way.
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You could not help but love that face. . . and she sounds so much like Lincoln! that child is going to make an OLD woman out of me . . and I will love it the whole time . . and so will you!!
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