Well, it's official. Baby Girl is a toddler.
We're still in this weird place where she refuses to take an sort of afternoon nap, but won't sleep more than an hour for us in the late morning. Then she's a total mess.
Today we went and interviewed a potential childcare provider and I was scared of what it would be like...until she fell asleep in the car. She took a nice little nap while The Hubby sat and listened to the Browns game and I went inside to talk to the lady. When she awoke, she was confused, but happy. She warmed up to the house and got out a bunch of toys and seemed really happy.
We figured since she was in such a good mood, it was a BEAUTIFUL day, and we were already close, we'd go to where we wanted to take her Christmas card photos. We did and got some really cute photos. We decided to let her play on a hill, running down it toward me--she loved it!
What she didn't love was being told it was time to go. She threw the MOTHER of all tantrums when The Hubby picked her up to take her to the top of the hill. We were hoping to take some more photos, but realized we were done when she was kicking, hitting, sobbing, and screeching, refusing to be done. He put her in the car and she shrieked until we were about halfway home. By the time we got home, she was okay, but man, that was UGLY. Seriously.
Welcome to toddlerhood (toddlerdom?), kiddo. May we all survive it intact.
And as a reward for reading, here is one of the pics I took today, straight off of the camera (no editing):
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