Not that i would trade that for anything in the world but, girls will be girls. And mine is a typical one at that. Huggable, kissable, spreading their affection with a smile-kind of girl.
She pretend plays with her dolls in the dollhouse, she makes and serves tea in her lil kitchen set, she screeches when she's excited and fake cries (with tears) at the drop of a hat! She craves attention and would do anything to have it her way. She's talkative. Very talkative. And she's all of 19 months old. I shudder to imagine what's in store!
She's most fascinated with new clothes and shoes. And very happy to go out of the house. Give her a few more years and she'll enjoy shopping also as much as i do! Tsk Tsk!
The 'I'm being shy' phase has also begun (though i think that's more of a toddler trait which doesn't last for more than five minutes). Once she's warmed up, she'd even like to go home with strangers. There are times when lil missy suddenly decides to be shy with her grandparents and aunts over skype. And she sees them almost everyday. What goes on in the tiny head of hers only she knows!
When it comes to cuteness, no one and nothing can beat 'her'. She woke me up with a kiss the other day. And of course my day went well. It's a different thing that it didn't happen again, but i would like to think its because i wake up before her on most days! She does a little dance for her father when he gets back from work. Maybe that's her way of saying 'I missed you'.
During one of her pretend play sessions, she wanted to fake feed her father. But of course one can't eat without a bib on, so the father, with a drink in one hand, was forced to wear her pink bib. And he had to say 'yummy' after each bite or else she was offended!
In another father-daughter bonding session, the father decided to take football lessons (in the house!). And believe me what a racket it was. Not because there was a ball being kicked around the drawing room, but because the young lady decided to use lung power more than foot power. When the father kicked it, she screeched and ran behind the ball, picked it up and scurried away. What a sight!
The father-daughter affection was highlighted the day she brought huggie bear to her dad and got herself tiny huggie bear. So papa had to hug big huggie bear and baby had tiny huggie bear... and they lived happily every after... whilst mumma cleaned the dishes!
I say again, girls will be girls... most attached to their fathers. Very soon they'll be a team, plotting against mumma! I don't mind. At the end of the day, they'll both be on my side!
She pretend plays with her dolls in the dollhouse, she makes and serves tea in her lil kitchen set, she screeches when she's excited and fake cries (with tears) at the drop of a hat! She craves attention and would do anything to have it her way. She's talkative. Very talkative. And she's all of 19 months old. I shudder to imagine what's in store!
She's most fascinated with new clothes and shoes. And very happy to go out of the house. Give her a few more years and she'll enjoy shopping also as much as i do! Tsk Tsk!
The 'I'm being shy' phase has also begun (though i think that's more of a toddler trait which doesn't last for more than five minutes). Once she's warmed up, she'd even like to go home with strangers. There are times when lil missy suddenly decides to be shy with her grandparents and aunts over skype. And she sees them almost everyday. What goes on in the tiny head of hers only she knows!
When it comes to cuteness, no one and nothing can beat 'her'. She woke me up with a kiss the other day. And of course my day went well. It's a different thing that it didn't happen again, but i would like to think its because i wake up before her on most days! She does a little dance for her father when he gets back from work. Maybe that's her way of saying 'I missed you'.
During one of her pretend play sessions, she wanted to fake feed her father. But of course one can't eat without a bib on, so the father, with a drink in one hand, was forced to wear her pink bib. And he had to say 'yummy' after each bite or else she was offended!
In another father-daughter bonding session, the father decided to take football lessons (in the house!). And believe me what a racket it was. Not because there was a ball being kicked around the drawing room, but because the young lady decided to use lung power more than foot power. When the father kicked it, she screeched and ran behind the ball, picked it up and scurried away. What a sight!
The father-daughter affection was highlighted the day she brought huggie bear to her dad and got herself tiny huggie bear. So papa had to hug big huggie bear and baby had tiny huggie bear... and they lived happily every after... whilst mumma cleaned the dishes!
I say again, girls will be girls... most attached to their fathers. Very soon they'll be a team, plotting against mumma! I don't mind. At the end of the day, they'll both be on my side!
