My Molly Moo

For the past 6 months my Molly Moo has been adjusting to life as a family of 5.  She's no longer the only one...and that's a tough adjustment for anyone, much less a 2 year old.  I was 26 when my niece was born and would get jealous of my sharing my time with my Mom with my brand new niece.  Adjusting to no longer being the sun of every one's universe is tough.  At any age.  That being said, my girl has come A LONG way and has gotten there with as much grace as anyone could expect or demand.  I do think she mostly screamed the first 2 - 4 weeks of the babies lives...for sure when it was just me against and the kids.  I watch her interacting with the babies now and realize how very far we've come.  Those first 8 - 10 weeks were challenging.  I'd end up at Chick-fil-a at least once a week with all 3 in tow, and I'm sure there were people who thought I belonged in custody and my children with the state for getting those babies out so young, but, the 4 walls of our home became like prison walls some days.  As long as Molly was happy, we all were happy.  Luckily, by now, we've evened that back out to being if Mommy is happy, we're all happy :).

For all of the struggle and temper tantrums and adjusting, Molly has become this amazing big "sissy".  No one can compete with that girl when it comes to making "Brubby" and "Sissy" laugh.  She is the apple of their eyes...

Molly Moo, these days you constantly amaze me.  You are so smart, kind, polite and as big of a Pistol Pete as they come!

Some current Molly-isms:

• You will currently sing your version of A-B-C-D, etc...and if anyone chimes in you will say - SSSHHH - and not sing again until we are quiet.
• You know all of your colors.  When I say, "What color is Mommy's car?"  You say, "BACK!"  (We're working on L's ;))
• You can count to 15 (or higher) and 5 is your favorite number.  You want FIVE of everything!  
• You call yourself Monny.  Again, the L's have been a little tough :)
• You call your Aunt Mandie "You-You" - we were going for Lu-Lu.  You-You it is, baby girl!
• You say Marnin and Mannie for Marlin and Madeline.  You know their names but prefer to call them "Brubby" and "Sissy".
• You say "Hold You" when you want to be held.
• You have starting holding on to my legs and crying for me to Hold You...and while it melts my heart, it's equally annoying.
• You are very polite - More chicken pease...or More Wa-Wa pease.  You are also very good at saying Thank you (you always tell Ms. Anita at the bank thank you for your lolli pop)  That's my girl!
• Yesterday, we blew up your inflatable pool in the backyard.  When you discovered it, you made me feel like I gave you the moon.  
• Sunday was Nanna's birthday and you sang to her with such happiness - it made us both cry.  We had a little party and you were so thrilled to celebrate her and sing to her.  
• You LOVE your grandparents...and I'm so thankful you have them in your life.
• You say "HURDY!  HURDY!" for hurry, hurry.  A-DOR-ABLE.

Some days, I feel like I tell you to "hold on" more than I want, but, I think you take it well.  I love you, my sweet girl.  You will always be my first baby girl and I am so thankful for you.