Or...just love her as much as we can and give her what she needs/wants so badly.
It's so hard for me when she starts "demanding" attention:
she whines and whimpers like she thinks a baby does,
she puts on her own diapers,
she walks and falls like she's just learning how,
and...she sometimes talks in stunted and stinted sentences.
Forced regression on her part to the max.
Back to loving her more and more...my middle and my girl.
And then there's...
|Sweet Little One|
I joke with the kids that Liam wins the award...
but that's only because he hasn't started talking (back),
whining, yelling, running around,
messing up the house, throwing his food,
wiping his hands on the couch or wall (whichever is closest),
Oh...I can wait for that...for just a bit longer!
Once again, how much can I love...and show it!