...is getting to be a big girl. She finishes supper early, gets out of her chair and walks around the table tickling everyone who is still eating. She's visiting the toddler room all day tomorrow. I can't wait to hear about it. She ran around church today and was much happier when I finally took her to the nursery and let her play with the train table. She hates wearing her barrette and always has hair in her face. She loves giving kisses. She says mama, dada, Elsa, Baxter, good job and Derek says he's heard many other words. She's a dancer. At Cousin Joe's wedding last week, she was on the dance floor shaking her booty for quite a while and DID NOT WANT TO LEAVE. She wants to ride the big kid bikes. Whenever I'm in the kitchen cooking, she goes for the big stool and wants to stand there and watch me. Right now, she and her dad are grunting at each other. (He says he hates it, but he's encouraging it...)
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