Little Girls

This girl ^ is sneaking up on being 2 very quickly! She is 20 months, and 4 short months she will be 2. It's so sad, but she is so fun- she is at the best age. The best age consists of just the right mixture of sassy and sweet.

She is my little talker. She will repeat anything- she is really into colors right now, and can identify most of your regular rainbow colors. I love watching her communication and skills grow each day. 

We were getting ready to leave for dinner last night and she went and got Reese's shoes for him, my shoes! She was ready to rock and roll. 

We just got back from Disneyland with her- it was her 2nd time in her short little life- and she loved it. It wasn't the easiest task wrangling a toddler in the park always but overall- we had a blast! She loved the rides, and meeting Minnie was on the top of her list for sure, and swimming. My timid little girl was doing the slide at the swim pool by the end of the trip, and she got lots of time to practice swimming. 

She refuses having her hair pulled up or headbands, or bows. So most of the time she is rocking the shagging mullet. Lol. It's a good thing she is cute;)

It is just so fun to see a toddler experience life, I feel like a kid again. She keeps me young- except when she is naughty- that ages me. Haha. 

I'm starting a little "preschool" with her next week, our first theme is colors! I will share with you what we did next week! 

Mama Guilt

As a mom I take care of every need of Ruby 24/7- I'm the one that makes sure she eats enough, makes sure she gets naps, drinks enough water in the day, changes her diaper, make sure she feels loved... The list goes on.

But one of my most important titles: Keeper of the Pig. 

We were Mother's Day shopping and Ruby laid claim on this cutest pink pig in the store- she wouldn't let go of it- not wanting a fight and thinking how cute she was with it- I forked over the 20 bucks for the made in Italy stuffed animal. I thought the new toy excitement would wear of but it didn't. She has carried that pig everywhere, and when she wants it- I have it. In the grocery store, in the car, at church, naptime, bedtime, etc. 

If you don't believe me... 

And we went to the cabin this weekend for a quick trip and on the way home,

Ruby asked for pig- I went to get him out of my bag and realized I left him. I had a slightly panic attack but told Reese we would stop in Idaho falls on the way home and grab a new one. But the store closed before we could get there. 

I didn't know how she was going to sleep, and it wasn't completely terrible. Only slightly.

But when she emptied her crib to look for pig 5 times yesterday, and cried for him when she was tired... I felt like the worse mom. Reese said I was more worried about pig being gone than she was. 

Pig comforts her and that comforts me.

When she is crying in the car, it always sooths her when I can't- and she loves to sleep with him. This is the first object she has been attached to in her short life and I failed as a mom- I left it in Island Park. 

I guess I never realized the guilt a mom could feel over something as little as a stuffed animal-

But that little girl counts on me for everything.

So today- I took her to the store and bought her a new one- she of course still chose the pig over any other animal- and is

So happy to have him back- and that $20 bucks and seeing that smile on her face took my mom guilt away.

And all is well in the world of Ruby again. 

And now we have a back up pig- lesson learned. 

Mom life.