Thursday, April 10, 2014

We had a few bumps on the road to getting ready for school   Mimz wanted me to dress myself.  She told me I should dress myself every day, but today I just wasn't into it.  Mimz left me to get dressed.  When she came back, I was dressed.  We did have to turn my shirt around.  My shorts were on backwards, but Mimz left them alone.  She wanted me to feel a sense of accomplishment.  I didn't want to go to school.  I wanted to stay home to play with my Legos.   But by the time I got to school I was ready to go.

Barbara picked me up from school... with a water bottle for me.  She remembered.
 
Issac and I bumped into each other so I have a bump on my forehead from that and I have a rash on my mouth from licking my lips.  I told Barbara I would like an ice pack for my bump and while she was downstairs would she fix me something to eat... whatever she wanted to fix would be fine... she could surprise me. Mimz laughed when she heard that I was saying that to Barbara because I say the same thing to her.
Mommy is going to sleep in Barbara's bed during her recovery from foot surgery.  First thing we did when we got home was move my little toddler bed into Barbara's room so I could be near Mommy.  If she needs anything at night I will be near by.  She will have a bell to ring for Barbara's help or she could call her, but I said I still want to be near by.
It was a nice warm day, so GGM, Barbara, and I played with water guns.  I got pretty wet, but I think Barbara was wetter.

 I took a quick bath and Barbara wanted a picture of me with the towel on my hair.
  I wouldn't co-opperate, so she was lucky to get these pictures.  I put on my underwear and then ran off to find GGM.  I wanted to get her to come upstairs to play.  Barbara came after me with my clothes, that she hoped I would put on by myself.
I wanted to chill with the iPad for a few minutes before bed.  I started out in my toddler bed, but before I got to sleep I had moved to Mommy's bed.  I said I wanted to cuddle.




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