my swiffer

Let me introduce you to my very own swiffer. Her name is Sophie. She is like a magnet for dirt and filth. But unlike the swiffer, she continually deposits her filth everywhere she goes. She looks like a rag-a-muffin most days. Her hair is always a disaster. Mainly b/c she hates having it combed or tries to brush it herself. She just wants to be outside. She loves it. I have given up on "cute" b/c it just ain't happenin'. Two baths a day are not uncommon - one for explosive poops and then just plain old dirt at the end of the day.




She's learning to undress herself. Fantastic!


After our picnic dinner tonight. Little do you know that she just pooped an enormous poop and smelled up the entire back yard!


A different view of pasta night the other night.


Imitating Ted standing in the corner!

This child absolutely melts my heart. She is hilarious - eating fist fulls of shredded cheese that she gets out of the fridge on her own. She's frustrating - she has quite a temper and has learned the art of the limp body, fall to the floor method. She's independent and incredibly social - you can hear her "hi's" and "bye's" all over Walmart or down the street.

And her vocabulary has absolutely EXPLODED just this week. It's amazing. I'm pretty sure this is one of my favorite stages - when you watch it just all just start clicking. I'm trying to get her on video saying "chips." I can't even explain what it sounds like.

So, this is my swiffer - hair, dirt, spunk and all!