Little girls...oh how sweet??

I think there is a magical thing about the number two. You have a sweet little baby who is a perfect angel. When they turn two that child somehow disappears and is replaced by a toddler who ,I swear, learns the word NO on their two year birthday...becomes very belligerent in their wants and needs...and somehow can and will find anything and everything that makes a mess......

....but then they look at you with their little faces and you remember that the sweet angel is still there. Just a little more hidden some days than others.

I think we need a little more practice on the nail painting baby girl!

So I hear Brooklyn calling for me and I can tell she is upset about something. I wonder to myself what has she done now... stubbed her toe, bumped her head, spilled her drink? She comes down the stairs... around the corner...and I just start to laugh. I know, I know...such a good mom! I can't help it. She has gotten into the tape it is now entangled in her hair. I would love to know how this happened and what was going through her mind. Necklace? Headband? Who knows. You should know though that this is all one continuous piece of tape. I can guarantee she had a lot more fun putting it in than it was taking it out.