M-isms

I have a very funny daughter. She walks like an old man, and dances to music that comes on commercials. Last night (this morning) she was up a few times and I said, "Missy you have to go to sleep!" and she covered her eyes with her hands.

At daycare, she gets in plenty of scuffles with Maggie, who is 9 months older. Their personalities are very similar, they are both Ukrainian girls! Shigo and Dash, the daycare cats, usually try to stay away from the kids. Dash only lets Milsey near him. She calls everything "cat". A stuffed dog, a teddy bear, the elmo doll, everything is "CAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT".

She loves french fries. Sure, they aren't the greatest thing for her, but she only eats them 2-3 times a month. She loves the action of holding the long fry and daintly dipping it into her ketchup. She is all about the dipping.

When we play her Hap Palmer cd, she immediately runs into the playroom and grabs a stuffed bear. She doesn't care which one, it just has to be a large one. To dance with. Then she comes back to the stereo and stands in front of it swaying back and forth, dancing like an old man, holding her teddy bear. She needs a dance partner!