Please don't lick the dog.
So Sydney is less than a month away from being 24 months. Two years old, to the layman. Brian thinks he will now refer to Sydney's age in months only from now on, just to confuse people. So when she's like 156 months old, she won't be a teenager to him or something.
Just look at those mad chopstick skills!
Anyway, Sydney has exhibited signs of the so-called terrible twos a bit early. We believe her to be advanced, gifted if you will. She now says "no" (pretty cutely, so far) as well as shaking her head. When she is done eating, she will drop what's left of her food onto the floor. She likes to remove as much clothing as possible. The other day she took off her poopy diaper too and left it on the couch while Brian was cooking dinner. All of a sudden she appeared in the kitchen in her birthday suit (hey, we said she was gifted; it wasn't even her birthday yet) and he smelled that smell. Aaagghh!
We hope this is just the sign that she is getting ready to be potty trained. All right, not so terrible, I suppose. YET!
Finally, Ellie must have been in a tolerant mood today.
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