Cookie

C is so funny. She doesn't say much at all. We have been trying to get her to talk for months. She says "momma" pretty consistantly- mostly when she wants me to get her something. She says " me-no-me-no-me-no-me-no" when she doesn't want to do something...
Mom-" do you want to take a nap?"
baby C- "me-no-me-no-me-no".

However, I have to say that my favorite thing that she says is "cookie". Anything good to eat is called "cookie" -everything from breakfast cereal to watermelon has been labeled cookie. She has even taken to calling herself cookie. A little girl at the library asked her what her name was and she said " cookie". The little girl said " Hi cookie, my name is Mandy- do you want to play dinosaurs with me?". my little blue -eyed girl looked surprised.. I encouraged her" Go on, Cookie, go play dinosaurs with Mandy". So Cookie and Mandy played for a few minutes- which is about as long as Cookie's attention can hold. We love that she calls herself that and have been calling her that as well. Cute while it lasts...

Today Cookie is 20 months old. We have loved seeing her grow up. She is no longer my baby. Her hair can fit in pigtails (thanks, Sara) and she insists on picking out her own clothes in the morning. She eats anything now ( except strawberries- it causes a rash), tries to sit on the potty, loves kissing her babies and reading in her tent. Our little cookie is growing up!