Recently Abigail has wanted me to rub her back at bedtime. It's so sweet, her back is so soft on the not so humid nights.
I also made up a song one time and now she always wants me to sing it.
(To the tune of Holy, holy, holy)
Always, always, always
Trust and obey,
For there's no other way to be happy in Jesus.
When mommy and daddy both put her to bed we sing, Jesus Loves Me. She can pretty much sing it all by herself too.
She loves to sing. Sometimes a little too much when I'm driving. Sometimes its words, but alot of times its just tones.
She has been differently challenging recently. She gets toys taken away for not cleaning up. Time out for talking back (I will say something is not nice, and she says it is nice). Privileges taken away for not obeying. She has a touch of anger.
She is so kind and sweet also. She kisses her babies on the head. Dances with her animals. And always makes me a plate of 'food'.
Being 2 is complex.
I also made up a song one time and now she always wants me to sing it.
(To the tune of Holy, holy, holy)
Always, always, always
Trust and obey,
For there's no other way to be happy in Jesus.
When mommy and daddy both put her to bed we sing, Jesus Loves Me. She can pretty much sing it all by herself too.
She loves to sing. Sometimes a little too much when I'm driving. Sometimes its words, but alot of times its just tones.
She has been differently challenging recently. She gets toys taken away for not cleaning up. Time out for talking back (I will say something is not nice, and she says it is nice). Privileges taken away for not obeying. She has a touch of anger.
She is so kind and sweet also. She kisses her babies on the head. Dances with her animals. And always makes me a plate of 'food'.
Being 2 is complex.
Your last sentence says it all!
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