chuckle. During prayers tonight, during the Our Father, as I said, “Give us the day our daily bread…” MAM chimes in: “MMM! Bread! I like bread!” (GF, of course)
Seriously.
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So phrases are starting to spew out of MAM’s little mouth like nobody’s business. Instead of just saying nouns now, she’s starting to add other words to make more complete thoughts.
“I don’t want to sleep. I want lunch.”
“Daddy hurt my eyebrows!”
“Stop it! I’m talking!”
And with that, I wish everyone a Very Happy Thanksgiving!
Ewww….be glad you only know me virtually
Ok, so I’ve been posting about the insanity that is my daughter. Matter of fact, if you google “whining, clinging 18 month old”, this blog comes up as #1. Check it out. For the record, she’s now 27 months old, but really, who’s counting?
So the weird mystery rash has reared it’s splotchy head again–and we have a different prognosis this time–scabies. Ew, I know. It’s right up there with head lice, pink eye, etc. I started itching as soon he told me. But now I’m thinking maybe she’s been a pill because she’s been uncomfortable for a few weeks.
We have no idea where she picked it up–no one at daycare has had any sort of rash, no one at my school has had any sort of rash, no one in our circle of friends have had any sort of rash….no one but MAM. So we have the chin-to-toe cream to apply, hopefully it will work it’s magic and things will look remarkably better tomorrow. She’s not going to daycare this week, but has the green light to celebrate Thanksgiving, as long as the rash is covered and she washes her hands a lot the doc thinks she’ll be fine. So I’m going to pick up a few long sleeved body suits, pair them with long pants and I think we’ll be set.
Are you itchy yet???