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Monday, April 03, 2006
Mom?My daughter L thinks that she is growing up so fast. She just had her third birthday last week... When I tell her to hold my hand, she rips it away and says in a very defiant tone "I can do it my-self" emphasis on the "my" part... I really don't think that just writing the word does it justice.
L also climbs on top of the bunk bed, I really wish that she wouldn't. The one time she will allow me to help her is when she is stuck up on top because she can't remember where the ladder is to climb back down. I suppose that her climbing habit isn't so bad. She wants to pick out her own clothes now, so they rarely match now... If she could get away with wearing a pretty dress every day of the week, she would. Not just play dresses out of durable cotton, oh no they aren't "pretty" enough. They must be frilly, full of lace and netting, and over all lots and lots of bows.
I enjoy calling her my baby... She is still my baby, she will be until I have another one. However when I say "and how is my L baby this morning?" she will look at me with a very deep frown, eyebrows scowling at me and say "I not a baby, I a big girl!" I have to work on remembering that one, she really doesn't like it.
There is one very sad part of her growing more independent though... She now calls me Mom. I love being Mommy, I have identified with that title very well... Being called Mom just makes me feel old (I know, I know, many of you are older... Especially my brother, now he is OLD!) I just find it a little sad to change the title. Perhaps one of these days she will realize that big girls use the toilet. That is the kind of growing up I can handle.
