Brace yourselves: the cute might hurt you.

This morning as Shoshanna and I were about to leave for daycare, Matthew gave her a kiss on the cheek. Then he said, "Kiss Daddy?" (which she will sometimes do on command, but not always) and leaned his cheek towards her. She took his head and steered it so that he had to kiss me instead. :^D

She is also sporting her best punk-rock/toddler-dressed-herself look today. Before she left for daycare, she had on her pirate t-shirt, a hot pink miniskirt (I want to add black and white striped tights, a jean jacket, and little combat boots and dress her as a punk-rocker for halloween), two strands of white mardi-gras beads (worn either around her neck or across her chest like a sash), and a purple, blue, and white tabletwoven belt.



New spoken words: cookie, jacket, booboo, up, door
New sign: beads (she loves her mardi-gras beads)