Sweet Love has entered that superfun little phase where she is just.into.everything.all.the.time. While I'm getting ready to leave the house in the mornings, she is emptying the contents of all the bathroom drawers and cabinets. Trying to knock small tubes of bottles of hair product out of her mouth while wrapping hair around a 410 degree curling stick can make for a harrowing 10 minutes.
The kid is making one mess while we're cleaning up another and that is how we are spending all of the days. She's coloring on non-paper things (see caption above), breaking things (she found and snapped not one but TWO pairs of my old back-up glasses last week), and losing her everlovin mind if she doesn't get the thing she wants exactly when she wants it.
Matter of fact, we just might have to drop the Sweet in Sweet Love for a time...at least until we get some relief from her premature arrival upon the Terrible Twos. The tantrums are momentous and unpredictable, and several times a day I find myself easing her down onto the floor and then just stepping over her after she has gone into Shrieking Limp Noodle mode. Sass threw us some good ones when she was a wee tot, and sure, Pearl had her share as well...but the Love? Sweet mother of Abraham Lincoln, she's a horse of an entirely different color.
We should have seen it coming when her first word was "uh-oh."
I tell her constantly that she better be glad she's so cute. She does this thing where she tilts her head back, closes her eyes, and grins so big we can see all her teeth...and it works every single time. All is forgiven, the mess a little easier to clean up when she flashes her shiny little cute power. She seems to have some brains, too, because I've been pleasantly surprised at how many multiple-step directions she can follow successfully.
Her favorite activities these days include singing songs, jumping off things, riding in the bike trailer, and "reading" a book. And by "reading" I mean bringing me a book, saying "Boo! Boo!" and then snatching it back as soon as I read the first few words on the page. And then giggling, which of course makes everything okay because little Love here has the best little baby chuckle I've ever heard. She is also finally learning to verbally ask for juice (AKA water, milk, or water/juice mix...pretty much any liquid is juice), but it comes out as "Jew." We have been at the store while she has screamed out "Jew! Jew! Jew! Jew! Jew! Jeeeewwwwwww!!!!" and that has been all kinds of fun.
And, despite the little bipolar rages that are typical of most any toddler, she really is a lot of fun. We continue to be thankful for her entire little crazy self each and every day.
But, we are holding the Sweet for a little while. Hopefully this intense phase will pass and she'll earn that part of her little nickname back soon!