Hallie is really into adjectives right now. For example, I am no longer just "Mommy". Now, I am always one of the following (and I haven't figured out yet what is the determining factor in which adjective she chooses... but I'm ok with that.)
- Cute mommy
- Big mommy
- Fancy mommy
- Favorite mommy
and Devin is always one of the following:
- Funny daddy
- Tricky daddy
- Big daddy
She also likes to tell me that I have a big belly, and a big bum. Thank you for that too, Hallie.
And, on a final note, she is terrified of the "snowman". This is not Frosty the Snowman, because she loves him and any representation of an actual snowman. No, what she is afraid of is the snow that is on the ground, on the bushes, on our car, and most importantly, when Devin brings it in on his shoes. When he does that she gets really worked up and won't stop talking about the snowman on Daddy's shoes. She tells me every day that Frank (our landlord - whom she adores) needs to come wash the snowman outside. When we go somewhere and there are cars in the parking lot with snow on them she won't rest until she has pointed out every single car that needs to have the snowman washed off of it.
She has actually consented to walking in it twice, but both times she did so with much trepidation, and serious concentration. I'm not sure how she even knows that the snowmen she sees in pictures are made with the white stuff outside, because she's never seen a real snowman... and she already knew what it was the first time it snowed. Strange, strange, strange.
Anyway, Happy New Year!
EDIT: This post kept receiving spam comments, and then finally one that was slightly disturbing (Incredibly so. I almost cried.) I could not delete it, and after numerous attempts to do so it was still there. So I copied and pasted, and re-posted it here. The original comments, the harmless ones, the ones that will not destroy love, hope, and happiness, are re-posted below: