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That's Me!

Last night, slowly sliding off her barely-too-big white wooden kid chair, I asked her, "Where's Sailor?"  She looked at me, confused.  Had the question been, "Where's dada?" or "Where's Sampson?" she simply would have pointed, repeating the name of who she was pointing to.  But to be asked where HERSELF was?  Hmm....

Where's Sailor?

As she continued to slide, she looked perplexed, but as if she was working swiftly through a Rubik's Cube, staring at the ground, deep in thought.

Her feet in the floor, her bum slid off the seat, she let go the back of the chair with her right hand, the matching table with the left, shot her eyes up to me, pointed to her chest and exclaimed, "SAILOR!" (Well, minus the "S" sound and the "L" sound.)

We clapped!  Yay!  She found Sailor!  And then she pointed to herself again and said, "Me."

Being a mom is so cool.

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Thanksgiving

This year Sailor was old enough to wear a pretty dress and some adorable baby tights for the very first time.  WE couldn't believe what a little lady she looked like...and that's where the "lady" stops.  She LOOKED like a lady, but was her usual non-stop self.  As my dad said, "Nothing like a tornado all dressed up."  Because of that, it's virtually impossible to capture any kind of NORMAL photo - one where she's looking at the camera and smiling, one where her hair doesn't look like it's looking for rodent occupants, one that's simply not the blurred back of her head.  So, this is the best I could get for Thanksgiving!  An almost-18 month little lovely lady in her little lovely dress, buzzing around the house and the backyard like the Tasmanian Devil.  She's a super cute Tasmanian Devil, though.