My little cornball

Sometimes I get so caught up on what is happening in my life I forget to share what is going on in theirs.

It's time for a Gabi Rae update.

She has been a little grumpy the last few days, but I think that is from going strong and not sleeping long enough. Usually I hear, "mommy, mommy, or daddy, daddy, or grandma, grandma" (it all depends who put her to bed the previous night) between 5:50am and 6:20am. Way too early.

Since I was gone at Mayo she has had to make sure Mommy is accounted for. When she wakes up from naps I am the only one allowed to touch her.

Hopefully this will pass soon, but I guess I understand why she is going through this.

"I am Dabi."

Is a common phrase from her mouth.

"Are you my princess?"

"No, I'm Dabi."

"Are you my precious baby?"

"No, I'm Dabi!"

"Are you my Cutie?"

"No, I'm DABI!!"

I'm not sure when this phase will be over, but you had better believe for the moment she is "Dabi," and only "Dabi."

Also, everytime I change her diaper and her little nose catches a wiff she says,

"ooooo, stinky darbage. Yuck!"

Cracks me up.

Poor thing should really be potty trained, but I'm not letting the guilt creep in and allowing myself till it gets warmer and I feel better to tackle that.

She is very much into saying "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," when she has done wrong, such as hitting, pushing, or biting her sister, but recently she has decided to add on to it a little bit.

When she is told to say I'm sorry, she rushes to whoever she has offended, wraps her arms around them and says, "I'm orry, I'm orry, I forgive you, I forgive you."

This morning we were all forgiven several times over for something she had done. :-)

The best part about being her mom? When she wraps those little arms around me and says, "I wuv you mommy, I wuv you!"

God has given us a precious gift in our Dabi!