This post is a little sad for me to write... it seems that Abigail is growing up, and I'm not completely positive I like it. Let me explain (there's two BIG reasons)...
Due to changes in KS laws, Abigail can no longer sleep in a pack-n-play at daycare, even though she's still in a crib at home. Next week she is starting the transition to sleeping on a cot. Friday afternoon I received an email from her babysitter, it went something like this "Once I have Abigail transitioned to the cot our routine will be: lunch, diaper, then (this is the part that got me!) she'll help me make up her bed, she'll nap, and then help me strip the bed so I can wash everything" What?! Is my baby girl
really old enough to help (and I know it'll only be help for awhile) make a bed and then un-make it?? I guess so...
Story 2:
This morning I was putting my lunch together and Abigail wanted something to eat (note: she eats breakfast
every morning at daycare) so I gave her a piece of banana. Well, because mommy was putting her snacks (aka carrots) in a little ziploc bag, Abigail wanted her banana in one, too. Okay, that's cute, she wants to be like me! (instert really happy smiley face!). Well we're a couple blocks into our drive to daycare and I look back (yes, I'm the bad driver who has her rear-view mirror flipped down so I can see my child in it, instead of the cars behind me), and she has her banana gone. THEN she says "Mama, I want more, please". Again,
What?! This was her first, fully, completely understandable scentence. AND, she was polite! I won't lie, I got a little teary-eyed. When we walked in the door at daycare she said, "Hi Mo! Hi Reece!". Okay, my little girl is not only polite, but greeting people? Usually she says "MO!" as she points to him (that's our babysitter's husband, who she
loves by-the-way).
So, yeah, since Friday I've come to the realization that my babygirl might not be such a baby anymore... *tear*
(pictures to come ~ I promise! I have a ton)