Sariah

Have I mentioned that "the terrible twos" need to really be called "pre-teen moments"? 

Ya. Cause seriously, Sariah can be as emotional as a hormonal 13 year old.

But I promise it oddly enough makes me love her more- especially when I can just laugh at her tantrums because they are just so ridiculous.

Anyways- I normally don't do blog posts about Sariah- but I thought I would share some today.

Like this morning, how she insisted she eat her pancakes with a knife. But half the time they would fall off her knife and she would then scream as Scout ate the pancakes off the floor.

Or how Sariahs bedtime ranges from 8-10, normally leaning more 9:30-10. Surprised? Shocked? The other night Sariah went to sleep at 9:00. She woke up at 3:00 am. Wide awake. I will stick with 9:30-10:00.

People keep telling me that Sariah can sense the change coming- I am not sure if I believe it. But she is EXTREMELY clingy to me. Only I can put her to sleep. She hates nursery all the sudden. And the progress we had made at work has vanished. 

She LOVES babies- you know, trying to feed newborns apples and chocolate milk and give them a pacifier and all, but I am not sure how she is going to take this new addition...

And she loves Scout. That dog is her buddy. Except when that dog takes her food without her approval. But she has already done the "lets share an ice cream cone scout!" I don't approve.

And that is Sariah for you today.