I finally got around to cleaning the whole house.
It doesn't look half bad.
I even switched the couches around in the living room.
I was hoping to keep Badger off the bookshelf.
She climbs up on the arm of the couch and takes all the books off the shelves.
I was hoping that switching from a flat-arm couch to a puffy-arm couch would keep her from climbing, but nope, no go.
The little booger still climbs, kills, and destroys.
We were all concerned about Badger's lack of talking, but while we were up at Granny's, she really took off just jabbering.
Complete sentences, plain, loud, and clear.
I think that she knew babbling and tugging on sleeves just wasn't going to work with her Nanna and Nooner.
Either that or she just decided to show off a bit.
We're still going for the speech and hearing evaluation on Thursday, but I'll tell them how much she talked at Granny's.
I guess it really is our fault.
All she has to do is grunt and tug on a sleeve or a shirt, and one of her brothers will get up and find out what she wants.
Cowboy and I try to make her ask for what she wants, but honestly, her tantrums wear us down and we just give in to the pointing and tugging.
Tantrums are a whole new territory for us.
I can honestly say the three boys never threw a tantrum.
It's a relief to know she can talk so well.
I mean, why talk?
All the princess has to do is point or grunt, and one of her loyal subjects hops up and gets it.
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