
I'm certain that all readers have been sitting on their respective seats just waiting for the next blog, but as we currently live on a tundra of sorts with bizarre weather patterns I've been a bit ill with some kind of sinus grossness. Therefore, I have now provided an explanation for my absence.
Where to begin?? Ah, yes, the beginning. Nah, that would take too long. Suffice to say that Annie continues to amuse us, especially with certain behaviors. For example, I'll be sitting in a chair in the living room while she's playing, and all is well in our little world. Then suddenly, things erupt: she comes to me and proclaims "ME SIT HERE" and tries to physically move me out of the chair. (Not happening, by the way.) Or she suddenly decides that sweet Mary, who is quietly resting on the couch and minding her own business, is in the exact spot Annie wants to be, so she tries to manhandle 80-pound Mary out of the way. Again, NOT happening. It's hysterical all the drama she puts into these efforts. Annie is SO dramatic, and as I've always said, I have NO idea from whence that came.
Still, toddlerdom is so full of paradoxes. Annie loves for me to read to her, and sometimes we'll be sitting side by side with her little leg thrown over mine, and she puts her hand on my face to turn it toward hers and just looks at me with her hand still on the side of my face, and I swear, I swear, I swear my heart skips a beat. Wow, is being a mom a roller coaster of a ride.