She is 21.5 months old. Oy Vey. She is doing a little dance here. And is sneaking a treat from the pantry. Yes, she can open doors and most food packaging on her own too.
Once upon a time I enjoyed sleeping in, I took great vacations and loved relaxing with good friends...now I enjoy little sleep, few vacations and even fewer moments of silence when the little people are not screaming, needing help or hanging off of me. And, while there are moments each day I miss the life before the screams, I would not change a thing...except maybe the sleep part.
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