Ode to Numero Dos | WW
Whew. You sure keep me on my toes. You are my baby Hercules. Born to be a middle child.
You do things that I truly don’t understand (tearing pages out of books, putting holes in the ceiling and acting like you are giving your baby sister CPR?). You are a quandary.
Case in point? Blueberry duck lips. You love to eat the frozen variety. Then, you get my phone, use the forward facing camera (I watched this time discretely to see what you would do), smile, then decide otherwise and do duck lips? T-R-O-U-B-L-E!
I’m hoping soon you get to the point that you don’t wait for your big sister to make a decision before you make your own. Grandma and Grandpa took you to the store to get you a bike. You wanted a Cars bike. Your big sister convinced you that you needed this princess bike with the carrier for your baby in the front. (Grandma and Grandpa had the after-thought to remove big sister from the decision.) So, now you have a princess bike. And, Baby Bell has to go with you. Don’t worry, she wears her velcro seat belt.
Your very first time on your bike, you wiped out. Hard. Bloody hand and elbow. You had mommy clean you up. You said it hurt, but it didn’t hurt and wanted to go back and get back on it. You’ve been on your bike every day since.
You dress yourself just to make people laugh. You wear shirts as skirts and shorts as sashes. And then put capri pants on underneath. You certainly have your own style.
You helped your sister hide for hide and seek…you know how to make the game easier.
Even though you are a ball of energy and borderline crazy, you have a super sweet side and love to help your little sister whenever she needs it. It’s important to note that your idea of “help” and my idea of “help” are very different, but your intentions are good.
Yes, our middle child, you are trouble, and crazy and overwhelming and a sweetheart.
You’ve been talking about school starting for over a month. Well, the day is almost here. We’ll make sure to pray for your new teacher.
Sounds like my middle child! He is DEFINITELY different than his older brother and little sister! ha!
There is something about that second one, isn’t there?
that was soooo precious!! She sounds just like my oldest daughter. Mine makes the silliest duck faces at my phone too! I haven’t bought her a bike yet. She’s 5 so I am thinking “why am I putting it off?”
I have to give the grandparents credit for the bike..they wanted to get it for her:)
Wonderfulness.
Oh my!! It sounds SOOOO much like MY middle child!! 🙂 It must be something they’re born with!
She is too cute. I’m pretty impressed that she got right back out there on her bike. Not a lot of adults have that kind of perseverance!
I live her sense of style! It’s so unique! Love the first photo too!!!
🙂 Love this… my favorite part is your idea of “help” and my idea of “help” are very different… we have that in our house too. My son LOVEs to “help” with everything we do. It is so sweet and cute but such a pain in the butt at the same time 🙂
Jill is the same way, I think she was born to be a middle child as well. That will have to become a reality some day.
she just kills me honey!!
seriously!!
you are one lucky mama 🙂
Love posts like this that showcase a child and their personalities and what they like to do at a certain age because all too soon it’s forgotten…..:)
Omg she sounds precious. I bet that as much trouble she gets into, she keeps you smiling and amazes you. Your post about her certainly made me smile. 🙂
I love this post! Keep being the PERFECT middle child, Nat!
those middles are something! i love the blueberry smile 🙂