T-2 Days...

Tomorrow we head to Lafayette with Anna. Saturday Paul and I get on a plane to Colorado and leave her with his parents for 4 nights.

Last night we had to go up to help her out twice when she cried and couldn't find her paci. Normally she'll just find it herself or leave it out. But right now with the teething, this action is pretty typical. She whimpered in her sleep a few more times through the night. I was up for good at 4:30am. She was up for good at 6:30. Still too early but in addition to the teething, her little internal clock is still working out daylight savings time. Apparently so is mine.

This morning:thick, runny nose. Blachhhh...ick. That goes for both of us, although I can wipe my own with less struggle than wiping hers! She doesn't mind too much, she just doesn't want to be bothered by it as often as I'd like. She will actually blow her nose if you ask her to blow. That's awesome. Alternatively I can give her her own kleenex and she'll wipe her own nose. It's less tidy but a bonus nonetheless.

Someone just told me it's ragweed time. I hope that's all this is. I was NEVER sick till I moved to Houston.

Getting into her carseat (thanks to Paul, she can climb in by herself, which is nice at 27 lbs): "Ice Ice Baby....bababababababada". It cracks me up. That is so Paul.

On the way to school she spots a bird, buses, more buses, rocket ships, cows. I am sure to repeat them back or else she'll shout them louder and louder.

At school, she struts down the hall to her classroom, enters like: I'm HERE! Big smile. Miss P calls her over and she runs over to Miss P and climbs into her lap. She fist bumps me and Miss P bye bye and I am out the door, both of us all smiles. I'll pick her up at noon.