Teeth, OCD & Rick James

Addison's top tooth broke through, just one, she looks like a little redneck right now with just 3 teeth, though you really can't see the top one. I'll post a picture when it grows in a little more. She also like clicking them together, which just hurts to listen to, I'm trying to break that habit. We brush her teeth, when I'm brushing mine she brushes hers, we got little baby toothbrush and toothpaste.

She's a little helper, or a little OCD, I'm not sure. Whenever a door is open she has to close it, when a drawer is open she closes it. If we are loading the dishwasher she closes it, if I'm loading laundry she closes the dryer door. She's being helpful I know, but especially with drawers if we leave it open and she can't close it right away she gets mad.

If she's in our room or the family room she'll find the remote and bring it to us, wanting us to change it to the music channel. Her favorite right now is the "I Love the 80's" channel. That's our go to station, this morning she was rockin' out to Billy Joel. The other day, there was a "Little Miss Sunshine" moment she was dancing to "Super Freak" it was excellent. Unfotunately usually when we pull out the video camera she won't dance that much. Which is too bad because it's AWESOME!

Toddling

Addison is becoming a true toddler. Must be watched at all times. I'm pretty sure she threw away my drivers license.

She has 2 teeth on the bottom, the two on the top are there we can see the bumps but have yet to break thru the gums. Which consequently makes her grumpy. Yesterday afternoon she was inconsolable. I tried holding her, playing with her, books, toys, food, milk. Nothing. I started digging through drawers trying to find something she could play with that she couldn't impale herself or others with and I found some nail polish. I used to paint her toe nails all the time so I thought we'll try this. As soon as she saw it she stopped crying and sat down and put out her toes. We painted her nails, blew on them, she showed them off to Devion. Perfectly content after that. I have a problem with this for one reason, I think this means I have a girly-girl on my hands. I don't know what to do with this.

There is a small part of me that misses putting her in one place and knowing that if I were to look down for one second she'd still be there when I look back.

She has discovered throwing the ball at the dog. Not throwing the ball for the dog or to the dog, no it's AT the dog. Elphie wants to play for about a minute, after that she' gets a little tired of being struck over and over again with the tennis ball that she's supposed to be chasing.

Her other favorite thing to do is to throw food to the dog from her high chair. Also throwing food in general, like throwing food at John when he's just gotten dressed in nice clothes.

Over all she's hilarious and talks a lot. Lots of jibber jabber, I always wonder what she's saying obviously to her she's making total sense, but we have no clue what she's trying to say.