Phoebe is an Animal
We're just not sure what kind of animal, but definitely a wild one.
She scrunches up her nose, showing her four teeth, and breathes in and out deeply through her flared nostrils. This face doesn't really mean anything (like mad or sad or whatever). She just does it because she can and she thinks it's funny.
When she's hungry, she rams her head into my shins - kindof like a shark when it's testing its prey.
She refuses to be tamed. Diaper changes are like wrestling matches. Dressing her is even worse - like trying to catch floating poop in a soapy bathtub.
Just try to put a bow in her hair...
posted by Emily at 11:48 AM
1 Comments:
Phoebe is a cutie. Her response to the bow reminds me of Leslie when she was about that age. She got out of the bath once and freaked out because of the wrinkles on her knees from being in the water so long. She wanted us to make them go away.
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