Adventures in Makayla Land.

Okay, so the other day I was working and then I hear coming from the kitchen "MOMMY TOAST DONE!" So I went to check it out. Yep Makayla figured out how to turn the toaster oven on, had six pieces of bread in it and had it set to stay on. So needless to say we had to unplug the toaster over, which will hold her off on burning down the house for awhile. Then later that day, I guess she figured she couldn't make it to the potty and had a plastic bowl right there so just went potty in the bowl. I guess you can say she is creative and she didn't go on the floor. Also news flash, the locks that are the push the knob in and turn locks are the worst with kids. Yesterday it was kind of nice so we went outside, well unbeknownced to me, Makayla had locked the door and I did not have anything,i.e., no cell phone, keys, car keys, nada. Thankfully our neighbor was home and let us use her phone and crash there while we waited for my amazing hubby to walk home and open the door. Yeah that was fun. I also have a cute little video of her shaking daddy's keys and signing "jingle bells, jingle bells, one two three stop!". So much fun being her mommy and seeing all that she learns and says. She is very much into letting us know who loves her and if daddy goes to school and forgets to give her a kiss she throws a royal fit. I am so excited for her to become a big sister. She already loves babies so much and has fun poking the baby in mommy's tummy. Sometimes she thinks she has a baby in her belly too, which is way funny. I will never forget her reaction to the heart beat. It was just so exciting for her and made things more real to her. It is the weirdest thing because with her I craved ice cream, ice cream, and ice cream. This one I crave apples, oranges, almonds, fruit smoothies, broccoli, carrots, bagels with cream cheese, and really have no cravings for unhealth food with the exception of chips. Well I think that is all for now. I am going to try to treat this more as a journal so that I actually have some sort of journal. Luvs.