Except it's not, because it's Bella. And she's not me, just all the very best and cutest parts of me. Anyway, go see her blog - lots of pictures, if you've been wondering how she's doing.
Quick, because this post can't be just another link to yet another blog that I keep up on - I will add a little filler with what I would have used as Facebook statuses lately, had I been signing in.
Tonight when putting Bella to bed, I noticed that she has another diaper rash. Or diaper blisters as they are in our house. As I was smearing her private parts thick with cream she says, "Ooooh! Make-up! Thanks!"
Two nights ago Bella found some of Robyn's expensive makeup that she'd stolen and stashed away for later. My mom showed her how to put her fingers into the hot pink blusher, and then rub her fingers on her cheeks. Cute. So they leave, I wash her face and I'm putting her to bed later on and we're doing the whole, "night night toes. Night night tummy." and Bella all of a sudden strokes her cheek and says, "Night-night makeup. I love you makeup"
Oh dear. That kid makes me laugh my face off every. single. day.
She is also terrifying me with things that I didn't think we'd have to deal with until YEARS down the road. Like a love of Justin Bieber. Thanks Shelly.
Quick, because this post can't be just another link to yet another blog that I keep up on - I will add a little filler with what I would have used as Facebook statuses lately, had I been signing in.
Tonight when putting Bella to bed, I noticed that she has another diaper rash. Or diaper blisters as they are in our house. As I was smearing her private parts thick with cream she says, "Ooooh! Make-up! Thanks!"
Two nights ago Bella found some of Robyn's expensive makeup that she'd stolen and stashed away for later. My mom showed her how to put her fingers into the hot pink blusher, and then rub her fingers on her cheeks. Cute. So they leave, I wash her face and I'm putting her to bed later on and we're doing the whole, "night night toes. Night night tummy." and Bella all of a sudden strokes her cheek and says, "Night-night makeup. I love you makeup"
Oh dear. That kid makes me laugh my face off every. single. day.
She is also terrifying me with things that I didn't think we'd have to deal with until YEARS down the road. Like a love of Justin Bieber. Thanks Shelly.
