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Look Ma...I Dressed Myself

Yes, we are in the dressing ourselves phase. Every day the Gremlin has to pick out her own clothes and put them on herself. She is very in to layering and frequently has on multiple tops and bottoms. This morning we wore a onesie, a long sleeved button up shirt, a pair of pants, a pair of shorts and a skirt. Then we put a sweater jacket on top of that.

Most nights for bed we have to wear PJs and a skirt or pair of shorts. Thankfully, it is getting cooler out, so the poor thing is not sweating to death.

While this might not sound like a big deal, it is. I have a hard time letting go of things and allowing her to pick out her own mismatched clothing is very difficult. But it makes her happy, so... this is what we end up with.




Aside from dressing ourselves, the Gremlin has also been perfecting her kissing form...on a goat. She fell in love with a 4-day-old goat at the farmers' market this weekend and bent over to give him a kiss on the lips, multiple times. I know, who's the idiot who let her get close enough after the first time? So if she starts eating tin cans and grass, we'll know why.

And of course 2.0 is his normal wonderful self. He is ready to crawl, getting up on all fours all the time and rocking back and forth. I expect him to take off any day now. Add to that the fifth and sixth teeth his is cutting, and our sleep patterns have been a little off the past few days. But I'll take a crabby 2.0 any day.







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  1. What bad could possibly come from kissing a goat??? Love 2.0's shirt! He looks quite dapper.

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