I am basically obsessed with this stage.
She has a little african-american baby that used to be mine and ali’s that we just found cleaning out our garages..
She is obsessed with it and when I asked her what it’s name was after she got it, she responded,
I thought it was so funny and sweet and figured it would probably wear off..
Baby Cassidy remains to be a staple in our family.
The other day in the car I hear her say “Cassidy! Cassidy! wee! Cassidy!” when I looked back, she was just talking to her little Baby… Cassidy.
All day long, “where’s baby Cassidy, mama?”
she’s so non-chalant about it, I don’t think she realizes we have the same name.
I absolutely cannot handle it.
I think it is the greatest thing that has ever happened to my name.
She is so dang hysterical.
Anytime she wants you to do something for her (like blowing bubbles) and you say you can’t, she says “one time?!?”
How can you refuse that?
She asks to go to “Fwig” (swig) every time we get in the car.
Which I’m totally fine with, because I usually have the same idea. :)
She either gets a cup of ice or a “speshy drink” which they know exactly what that is when we order.
They sometimes refer to it as a “Harlo Water” too.
It’s ice water with lots of ice and a splash of lemonade.
Todd sometimes throws in a lemon and she thinks that’s really cool, too.
She has the best teeth you’ve ever seen.
If we could spend the rest of our days painting nails all day everyday, she’d be a happy girl.
She is such a little lover.
I am so extremely blessed that she is mine.
Lately I have been absolutely overwhelmed with the amount of blessings I have been given.
I don’t know why or how.. but my life is so extremely rich.
I don’t mean to get all preachy or “my life is perfect”-ish, but I really am so grateful and I hope my girls and Brady always know how lucky I feel.