I dressed myself

Clara really has an opinion now on what she wants to wear. It is just too darn funny but sometimes there is a battle to compromise. For the most part, I let her wear whatever she wants. This could include necklaces, a flower barrette, a headband, butterfly wings, a purse, a feather boa and sparkly shoes. All together. At once. There are certain places where she can't wear these things and thankfully she does not battle me on those. School and Gymnastics are two places where she sort of has to wear the bare minimum. But if we are heading out to the store or basically anywhere at all, she likes to choose her accessories. We get comments. Often. "My, aren't we sparkly today?" or "I see someone dressed themselves!". I love the people that glance and get a chuckle. It makes me happy that my silly daughter can make there day just a little bit brighter. I sort of like it. She is of this awesome age where she is not really that concerned about what is "normal" or what other people think of her outfits. I certainly marvel at the combinations that she comes up with! Maybe she will start a fashion trend :)

Sleep! Please!

Ellis has been learning to talk so fast and so incrementally, it seems like it is not changing when in fact it is changing so fast, I barely even noticed! He understands so much (but his willingness to listen is very fickle). He has a bit of a cold. I ended up taking him to the doctor today to remove that nagging, remember-when-he-had-pneumonia feeling and of course it is just a boring old cold. Not that I am complaining, but it would be nice to get that piece of mind without the 20 dollar co-pay! He did not sleep well at all last night. The poor dear was coughing most the night and the other half of the time he was awake, for some unknown reason, was laughing hysterically at the antics of his pillow and his ducky. And they were deep belly laughs too. It must have been quite a good time! Needless to say, after his his party in the crib, he was tired tonight. We got up into his room before bathtime and he basically was screaming as he was trying to get his trio out of his crib (why, I don't know) of his sleeping loves: Ducky, Bwanky and the newly added, Piwwow. Matt threw him in to see what he would do and he readily accepted the blanket over him and cuddled into his too large for him pillow. He stayed for a little while, moving around, trying to find just the right spot and throwing his blanket over himself, something that I did not know that he did! Every now and then, his little head would pop up and say "Mommy?" just to make sure that I was in my resting spot... his floor. We ended up taking him out and giving him and bath. As soon as we were in his room (and snot suckered the poor kid) he was screaming "SWEEP! PLEASE!". Followed by an even more serious, "CRWIB, PLEASE!". The kid was tired! Now he lays in his crib, not making a peep. And I hope it stays that way until morning. Mid-morning.