Teatopia

My big girl

I love the age Olivia is currently at because something funny comes out of her mouh every day. Here are a few things she said in the last couple days that made me laugh. She really doesn't miss much.

Yesterday, as always, she came with me to the bathroom. She complains that James and I are stinky when we poo-poo, but she still wants to sit there. Well, yesterday, she sat there and dramatically gagged (as she typically does if she even thinks someone might poop) and said, "I don't like poo-poo much. It's really stinky. Tee-tee is much better!"

Along the same lines, she's been telling the dogs to get away from her because they have breath! Soooo funny!

Also yesterday:
Olivia: When Liam is older, he'll walk and talk like me.
Me: Yes, that's right. He'll be able to do lots of things.
Olivia: Liam has hands, like I do.
Me: Yes, he has hands, but he can't really use them much yet.
Olivia: Yes he can. He pulls my hair when I hug him!

Last night, we ate at Red Robin, and they had someone dressed up as a big, red bird. Olivia loved seeing him, but wouldn't let him hug her. This morning, as she was eating breaskfast, this is what she said:
Olivia: I want to go to that red place and see the red bird, but I not talk to him because I shy. I just look and wave at him. I don't get too close.

It's awesome having a tiny, helpless newborn and a fun, talkitive toddler. It's really the best of both worlds, but of course, also a lot of work. I wouldn't trade it for anything though.