When I checked my blog email this morning, I had 34 emails! I was all excited that so many people had commented until I realized 32 were spam emails. Way to put a damper on my excitement, spam people.

Snowbaby is starting to talk more and more lately. She had tubes put in her ears a month or two ago and it has helped a lot. Not to mention she is around me all day long. Which is nice, because damn if I don’t love that baby, but it is also slightly annoying. I try to work during the day with this baby attached to my leg.

Her other favorite past time is to spin my desk chair around. I’ll be sitting typing and she’ll come up from behind me and spin me around. She’s rather clumsy, so she usually knocks herself on her butt.

I should be happy though, because she is not doing that right now. Instead, she is shaking her sippy cup so that juice comes out. She is pouring it on my bookcase and then splashing her hands in it. Hey, at least it is not the toilet, where she kept trying to play yesterday. What is it with these kids and the toilet??

Snowbaby likes to have people play “This piggie went to market..” on her toes. If nobody will do it to her, she’ll do it to herself. Her favorite part is the “WeeWeeWee” part. She randomly comes up to me during the day and says, “Wee Wee Wee” while tickling me.

She likes to be pretend-thrown back and forth to people. We count, “One..Two..” and then she says, “Three.” As soon as she lands in their arms, she will say, “Mama..Three” and come back to me. She would do this all day.

Snowbaby tends to repeat phrases over and over. For instance, she says, “Iunt (I want) bread.” She says this about 900 times a day. 900. I unt bread. I unt bread. I unt bread. She will have just finished a piece of bread and she’ll start saying I unt bread again. I mean she will be standing there, with a half chewed up chunk of bread in her mouth and she’ll start in, “I unt bread. I unt bread. I unt bread.” One time her speech therapist told her that too much carbs were going to give her a fat butt. Snowbaby got quite offended. She said “GO WAY” to the speech therapist, shook her finger at her and then went and stood in the corner. The speech therapist laughed her own butt off. 

She likes to try to scare people by saying “Rarrrr!” She puts her hands up in this dinosaur looking pose and says, “Rarrrr!” We usually play along and hide from her. Except on the 453rd time she does it. Then we get a little tired. She likes to scare people and then tell me about it. “Rarrrrr!” she will scream at my dad. Then she will turn to me and say, “Mama. PawPaw Rarrrr!!”

She’s quite the drama queen. My dad and I have a deal where he comes over a few times a week to help me with things like the trash and watching Snowbaby and whatever else needs to be done. When I’m down here working and she is with my dad, she is perfectly content and happy. But as soon as I come in the room, suddenly PawPaw is scum. She’ll tell him to “Go WAY PAWPAW” and she’ll run to me.

My favorite words that she says are “Tank Top” and “Yummy.” I also think it is cute when she falls down and immediately says, “I fall.” I wish she would say “No” a lot less.

Her favorite song is that Gwen Stefani one with Akon. “Woooooo…Weeeoooo.” Everytime it comes on, she sings all the wooo woowee parts. It is hilarious.

For a long time I was Mama or MomMom. Then I became “Mimi.” This weekend she has started calling me “Mommy.”

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