Saturday, November 10, 2007
Defiant, even in her sleep.
Last night, I walked in to check on Eleanor. And, low and behold, she had rolled to her tummy. This has happened before, so I wasn't super freaked out. But, her hat had come off and it was a pretty cold night, so that was of more concern. Regardless, not a big deal. So, I rolled her back over and put her hat securely back on her head. And, as I watched her sleeping for a moment, she rolled right back over onto her tummy, and tore the cap off. This is what I want, Mom.
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4 comments:
and so it begins. the terrible teenage years are not too far off. if abigail is any smidge like i was .... i am terrified.
(my you are up early for a Saturday.)
yep, they know what they want and you have to pick you battles my dear.
Actually I dont think I like to sleep with a hat on my head either!!!
:) Don't ya just love it? The rebellion starts early.
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