On the few days a week that I find myself at home with Layla and nothing to do, I often find myself at a loss for how to be a mommy. It just seems TOO wierd that I am supposed to PLAY with her all the time! I mean, is that what you other moms do? I feel like I just WAIT for her next nap time.
Thank goodness she is still taking three naps a day. I am SO lucky... her last nap of the day is often the longest of the three which is even more lovely.
She has definately started that stranger anxiety thing and it just irritating. I hate it when she is so clinging....I mean I just wish she was more willing to be held by anyone and everyone. She is quite willing sometimes, but I sure can't predict it.
Today in the kitchen she was standing next to me and holding on to the cabinet handle. She was wearing these sweet little jeans and just looking up at me. It was the first time I thought about us being friends or enjoying each other's company in the kitchen doing stuff.
About 10 years ago I briefly visited a house with a friend who knew the family. The father was a chef and the mother some sort of artist. They had a two year old girl in the kitchen and she had her own table and she was "cooking". She had a little pile of flour and an egg and was mashing it all around. It was so adorable. I remember being rather shocked at first because she was making a COLOSSAL mess but then thinking that it was so cool that the mom and dad let their little one experiement.
Well Lj isn't quite yet ready for "cooking" but I am really enjoying watching her have moments of looking like a little girl as opposed to a baby (=
Fun fun
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