And she is still telling me to go buy things. This morning I brought her a pancake and she says "sausage". I tell her we don't have any sausage and she immidiately says "buy sausage!". She's so funny.
She is loving my friend Danielle's new baby Ian. All I hear about is "baby Een". I'll get out Gab's old bouncy chair when they come over, and she always points to it and says "baby Een's chair!". Little does she understand that it is really her chair. But she doesn't like to take Ian's paci.......and hold it.......and put it in her mouth......until I yell at her. Little stinker.
For the last six weeks I had to listen to her scream "pum-pins!!!" every time we saw a pumpkin in the store. Drive 40 minutes to a pumpkin patch and she just screams.
The big wood truck with a bell made her feel a little better. Though she managed to get smeared with poop from something while inn there :/
Donuts and cider made her temporarily feel better too.....
But is wasn't until we got out to the pumpkin patch (after screaming on the wagon ride there) that she was in heaven. Wandering around this giant field with cold wind blowing in her face. Nice. She loved it!
Every time she saw a broken pumpkin she go "ohhhh dohhhhhhhh!" (oh no). Haha, nice taught her to say that very emotionally any time some thing bad happens. :)
And of course....a year ago this little baby could only pull herself up on the pumpkins.
And a few random pics I had in my camera, since I'm so bad about blogging/picture taking lately.
She loves the basement light because she can turn it on and off herself when she stands on the stairs
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