“Little Bear, what’s your pony’s name?”
”Nothing. It’s just a pony.”
“I have a great idea!”
”What?”
”Papa and Little Bear go pick out a donut!”
“Do you want to go to the park?”
”Of course!”
“Who is the boss, mama or papa?”
”Little Bear!”
She kills me.
With another, even littler bear, on the way, we’ve been talking about moving Little Bear into her own room. We’ll keep the nursery the way it is and let her, I mean me, have fun decorating something from scratch. It clearly hasn’t happened yet, though, so in the meantime, her nursery is growing with her. Here are some recent pictures.
Now that little bear is potty trained, we finally got rid of the changing pad. Good thing because whoever thought it was a good idea to get a cream colored cover was an idiot (that would be me). So now her dirty clothes go up there. Socks and medicine/nail clippers, etc are stored above, along with a few diaper things that I haven’t moved elsewhere yet. The uggggly (and uncomfortable) glider is still there but I’m hoping that someone gets me a new one for baby #2.
For the closet in her big girl room, I’m thinking we’ll do one low shelf on the bottom, high enough for one of those bins. Then a bar or two all the way across, with the bottom one at least being kid height. Then maybe more shelves up high, out of her reach. I really like not having doors on the closet but as you can see, I still haven’t hemmed the curtains. That’s what summer is for, right. Some toy storage is on the shelves to the right but it’s kind of half hearted.
And then, of course, the big girl bed. She loves it and has slept all the way through almost every night since we got it. The alphabet cards are getting a little worse for the wear. This summer, once she moves out, I think I’m going to Mod Podge them onto balsa wood. I also need more on that wall but it doesn’t look so bad with the crib there. The shelf by the bed is a recent addition that I’m not sold on but, again, we’re repurposing things.
And that’s it for tonight. :)
Little Bear had a total meltdown tonight because she couldn’t pick a pair of jammies. This is extra entertaining because she sleeps very hot and generally wears just a diaper or a diaper and a t-shirt. Anyway, she couldn’t choose between a short sleeved Elmo t-shirt and a long-sleeved zebra pajama top. Every time she’d make up her mind, and we’d put one on, she’d collapse in tears because she wanted the other one. Oh boy. Drama drama drama. Finally, we settled for the zebra top on the bottom with the Elmo shirt over it. Then she saw the zebra pants and those had to go on. So now she will wake up at 2am totally overheated. But hey, at least she got to assert her independence.
Remind me of that when I’m exhausted tomorrow morning.
Happy birthday to my sweet, confident, adventurous, funny little girl. You are growing up so fast. I can’t believe you’re already two! Somehow, though I feel like I say this every year, you seem especially grown up now. You are walking, talking, going to the potty like a big girl, and generally making your opinions and ideas known to everyone around you. You love being outside and playing with your family and your kitties. You mostly love laughing. I am so blessed to be a part of your life and I can’t wait to see what this next year brings!
