New Boss in Town

I have been completely blindsided.

Out of nowhere a little spark has been lit inside of my sweet little baby.

Apparently, once you can crawl, you can rule the roost.
She is now the self-proclaimed boss of herself, her siblings, her food, her toys,
her nap schedule, her parents, and most importantly, her hair.

Oy.

Check out those wonky-tonk ponytails and all that hair in her face!

That is a sure sign of the wildness within.

And trust me, when you pin her down to take care of it,

she lets you know that you've crossed the line.

She wiggles and squirms, screams and squeals,

and uses those little mitts to bat my hands away.

And once I get a clip or something in there, she yanks that bad boy out.

But even if she has her own opinions - which she regularly voices,

she is sooo stinking fun!

Her personality is exploding out now and she's crawling, babbling, laughing

and most definitely finding her spot in the family.

We all eat her up and may or may not spoil her just a little bit.