Little Things…

Every time she does something she thinks is a help, including trying to “help” me sit on the potty (sorry for the image!) she says, in a proud little voice, “good helpering!”

Little M narrates our entire day. She commentates whatever she is doing, whether it is holding her kitty, or coloring, or eating. Even if I am in the other room, I know what she is doing because I hear “Mackenzie’s coloring a horse,” or “Mackenzie’s drinking water.” It’s precious.

She is very into identifying gender right now. Everywhere we go she points out the people we see, and tells me if they are boys or girls, and if they are big or little.

Little M is also very into birthdays right now, and every time she sees a cake or cupcake she bursts into a rousing birthday song. She used to only say “happy to you,” but now she says the whole phrase, although when she sings it, it is “happy da-ay to you-ou.”

Last week the husband’s youngest siblings were staying with us. His youngest brother, little M’s youngest uncle, is eleven. Uncle E and little M wanted so badly to be the boss of each other. Uncle E wanted to be the boss because he is the uncle, and little M just wants to be the boss of everyone. By the end of the week, every time her uncle would talk to her, she would hold up her hand and say “not bocking me!” It is so cute, even the husband and I have started saying it to each other!