It's been a very good month for Delaney. She continues to fascinate us and make us laugh with her questions, observations, and just the way she sees things.
|Helping Daddy paint the new bookshelf|
Delaney likes to reminisce sometimes about the "old days," which I believe were just last year. "Mama, remember when I pooped in my underpants?" I told her I did. "And you cleaned me up and put me in the bathtub all by myself, and Annie wasn't allowed in?" "Yes, I remember." "Do you remember when I pooped on the princess potty?" "And you dumped the poop into the big potty?" And she'll go on and on, asking me if I remember things and laughing with delight at all these poopy memories. She's at the age where these could be her very first memories for life. Pooping in her underwear could be the very first thing she remembers even into adulthood. My very first memory has to do with poop, too. Like mother like daughter.
|One afternoon, I went to check on Delaney around the time naptime should be over, and I found her in this little nest.|
|I'm guessing she was on a train ride with all her animals, and sleep caught her unawares.|
She's also learned a knock-knock joke, which she loves to tell again and again. It's the one about "Boo." "Boo who?" "Why are you crying?"
A year ago today: Delaney at 2 years, 7 months