the kid is a genius...
every time we have a really rough penelope day she seems to someone do something so damn cute it's almost unbearable...
yesterday's story.
I went to pick penelope up from daycare at 4:15. she was crawling around on the floor and pulling up on stuff (her new favorite pasttime) - more posts on that later.
and apparently she did NOT want to go home and quite playing with her friends.
so my first attempt at putting her in her carseat was met by penelopes very first temper tantrum. full on screams, stiff body, little hands clenched in fists and the biggest crocodile tears you've ever seen. i couldnt get her in the seat. susan tried too - noo luck. I tried again - no luck. all theother kids are staring at penelope - never seen her break down like this.
finally, after multiple attempts - susan and i took all our strenght and managed to wrangle/pin down that little 18 lb body to strap her in the chair.
the lovely mood continued during dinner as she threw puffs and me and spit chx nuggets in my face.
bathtime got a bit better, followed bya ntoher fit when I tried to put on her pajamas - the nerve of me!
so after a rough night, finally time for bed... and what does the little stinker do? she throws me a bone. decides she's tortured mommy enough for the afternoon and let me cuddle her and hold her like a baby while i gave her the bottle. penelope NEVER lets me hold her like a baby anymore. HATES it. likes to sit up facing out on my lap and i have to awkwardly move my around around to give the bottle. thtey she pushes me away when she is done and flings backwards with her hands behind her hard - signaling "put me in bed mom, i'm done with you".
not tonight - i got cuddles. thank you baby.
however, that wasnt the kicker.
later, as i'm in the bathroom getting ready for bed, i hear kris say, "you know what is adorable? tiny handprints on the mirror."
There are two perfect little tiny handprints on our bedroom mirror. it's the cutest thing ever. I took a picture below - but it doesnt reallyd o them justice.
i dont want to ever wipe down my mirror - sweetest thing ever.
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