HeartStrings

Well talk about tugging at those heart strings… Last night my little monkey called me Mommy for the first time! (up until now I’ve been Momma) I know it means the same thing but the first time you hear your little one call you Mommy… oh there aren’t words to describe the sweet sound of her little voice saying Mommy.

She was such a Daddy’s girl last night, she didn’t even get upset when I left the room (which is what she usually does). But throughout the night she was totally a Mommy’s girl. I put her in bed with us after she woke up crying because she was wet and as she lay in between us she leaned over kissed Mike and then curled up next to me and held onto my finger as she went to sleep. TALK ABOUT THOSE HEART STRINGS!!!!

Bad Days

So we had to do the corner yesterday TWICE!! 1st time and it was not fun. 1st time was for throwing things (a wooden whistle and a book - a big one) at the Television. 2nd time was for hitting mommy in the head twice (1st was with that same heavy book and 2nd time was with her Fisher Price Laptop).

I put her in the spot (after telling her no! we don't Throw/Hit! the first time and after the second into the corner she went) and told her we don't throw things at the TV/Hit Mommy you stay in this spot for 1 min (I realize she is 18months) so Wait 1 min and if she stayed then after her 1 min I sat down with her explained why she was there, gave her hugs and kisses and we went back and started playing. If she didn't stay there then I put her back in that spot until her time was up and then did the explaining thing.

Yesterday was such a hard day, on Momma, Daddy and especially Fiona