You are very very funny and very very VERY lovey. You are well aware that you are the baby and talk a lot of the time in baby talk, you always always are asking for "snuggle my back?", and when you do something wrong you are the saddest most repented child I have ever seen. "IIIII"M SORWEEEEE MAMA. Do you forgive me?" You say that at least twice a day cause you do do "naughty" things. Oh my gosh, as I type this (one handed), literally typed that sentence I saw you eat your booger out of the corner of my eye and gasped, which made you cry and say it, "IM SORRRRWEEEEE. Im so sorrrrweee!" as you wail. The only thing that makes you stop crying is when I tell you I forgive you.
Why do you eat your boogers??? I hate that and I have really had to teach you not to. You're getting much better. Thats why I gasped, cause you haven't done it in forever....that I know of.
Other "naughty" things you do (which honestly honey they are not naughty, just things you shouldn't and my initial freak out makes you feel bad, then I feel bad and I tell you its not a big deal that you're still learning. Now when you're sad you cry and say, "it's ok. Im jus lurning huh mom?" MELT. MY. HEART! Usually it involves markers (you never put lids on and they bleed all over the place. Or you use the Sharpies which you are forbidden from and they bleed through onto the furniture, floor, counter. Even as I write this I know how wonderful you are and these little things you do are things I have to teach you not to do, but they are precious little childhood things that make being a mom both hard and wonderful. I love your innocence and creativity, your explorative and fun seeking nature.
You always are saying FUUUUNNY stuff! Here are some things I wrote down, there are millions though!
So we are moving back to COLORADO! Hallelujah! But you went right into packing mode, bless your heart. You dumped all your toys out of the different backpacks and bags I have them in and put in the most random collection of things, then put on your backpack, rolled your mini suitcase, and held your lunchbox and came to me and said, "I packed my stuff and this I what I will look like when we move." Ahhh, you're the BEST! I went through your sweet bags and you had amongst other things, lots of socks, a dead old nonworking cell phone which you said, "i need a phone", rocks, crayons, a silver sparkly boa, Lauren's slippers, and play food. You called it, "My packing stuff".
I don't remember now what we were talking about but you said, "It broke-ted and we frowed it away, huh?" I LOVE THE WAY YOU TALK!!!!
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| You were not happy at bowling. I love this angry face!! |
SAAAAAD! You hate bad dreams and when I lay you in your bed you always check, "if I have a bad dream can I come sleep in your bed?" Yes, darling, of course. And 9 times out of 10 I wake up next to you. I LOOOOOVE IT! When I wake up and you're not there, I feel like I missed out on you. Right now Im kneeling typing on my bed, and our legs are crossed as you lay watching Dinosaur Train with your one foot resting on my shoulder. We're tight.
Another fabulous quality about you, is you are FIERCELY protective of your siblings. For example, Baylor has a wart on his toe and I wanted just to look at it and he freaked out telling me not to hurt it. I promised I wouldn't. You say, "don't use scissors,a knife, or a fork! Scissors are actually the scariest things." hahahahahhahhaa!!!! YOU crack me UP!!! When one of your siblings is about to get in trouble or they get hurt you ALWAYS cry with and for them. You are so tender hearted.
Basically Brynners YOU ARE THE BEST!! I tell you that everyday and I hope you'll grow up knowing it. And more than anything I want you to know you are loved by your mom greater than you can ever imagine, with a love that transcends time, place, and regardless of what you do...even sharpie the whole house. I love you my miracle Brynnly Kathleen.
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