Today at lunch my mom was feeding Kes water from the bottom of the straw, and she would say, "Ready???" And Kes would yell, "TET!!!" and my mom would say, "go!" and put the water in her mouth.
She has been exceedingly cranky lately, a combination of lack of sleep from the illness of last week and teething. Boy is she teething. She wants tons of holding (which is pretty enjoyable actually) and one of her favorite words (since 2 weeks ago when she got sick) is "cuddle" - "duhduh, duhduh," all the time.
Part of the crankiness, though, is that she desperately wants to walk. She stands very well now, and walks with one finger, but can't take that step. She usually doesn't try and just sits down and crawls, but sometimes even that begins a tantrum with her whole body on the floor, face-down.
Yes, that redheaded temper has reached full-throttle. Doesn't take much for her to launch into a dive headfirst, either forward or backward, and wail over the injustice of it all. Because, you know, having her hand put through her pajama sleeve is pure torture. Giving her toothbrush back to me after her turn... completely unfair. Being put down so that Mommy can change her own clothes... heartbreaking.
Thankfully, her joy is just as exuberant. And her love too. "Cuddle. Mama."
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