2.11.2010

Three Words & A Flat Iron



So, I started this morning like most, with a little man in the monitor going "Momma. Momma. MOM."  I rolled out of bed to go retrieve said little man from his crib.  First thing out of his mouth (after the Momma rant) is always "uh-oh" while holding his bottom.  It's his way of letting me know he needs a fresh start if you will. :)  So while he was laying while I changed him, he said it - all on his own, no coaxing.  "I....Wuv....Momma." His first sentence.  I melted. LOVE that baby boy.  What I want to know is how is he already 18 months old and putting words together??!!  (Granted, he did pick the perfect three words to put together.)  I really wanted to stop time right then and there, but, it didn't happen.

After the rest of our morning routine we were getting ready and Madeline informed me she wanted her hair straight.  I looked at her a bit confused, I mean, the girl has natural curl I'd pay big bucks for, so she walked over, opened the drawer, and handed me my flat iron.  "I want my hair straight like you Mommy." She wants to be like her Mommy, what could I say to that?!  So, after I repeated myself a few hundred times that this was a one time thing, she was up on the counter grinning ear to ear while I steamed those baby curls away.  I probably would have cried had I not been cracking up watching her watch herself.  It was super cute, but after a vote, we ALL agree she looks way too old and she cannot have straight hair again for at least ten years - maybe fifteen.

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