A Georgia post

So much of our thoughts and energies are on getting Nate well right now. Meanwhile, Georgia is a little crackerjack. She gets prettier, sillier, smarter, and bigger every day.

She loves going to Bekah's house every day, where she can play dolls, dress up, and dance with her big girl mentor, Mia. Every morning she says, "Mama, let's go to Bekah's house."

When we get ready to go to Bekah's, she has to gather her babies. Just like mama, she has to put her baby in her car seat and grab her cell phone before heading out the door. :) One morning we were running late and Georgia was frantically searching for her baby. I said, "Here's your Cabbage Patch baby." She said, "No, I want Walmart baby!" Crack me up! One morning after I got her in her car seat, she started wailing, and we were five minutes down the road before I could get her to say what she was crying about: She forgot her baby. Poor baby.

At night when I put her in her crib, she is in the middle with about 3 babies and her glowing seahorse lined up next to her. I touch each of their noses, "Good night, baby. Good night, baby. Good night, sea horse." Then I get to Georgia and she says, "I Ja-ja." "Good night, Georgia."

That's how she introduces herself to everyone. Mindy came over for the first time in a couple months, and when she came in, Georgia says, "I Ja-ja! Dat's Nate!" Yes, Mindy knows who you are.

Yesterday:
Me: Georgia, what's your favorite color?
Georgia: .... I dunno. I four! (No she's not)

A couple days ago:
Georgia: I wuv Mama
Blake: Do you love Daddy?
Georgia: No. Go to work. Do you need your shoes?

Last weekend:
Blake, walking into the living room and pointing at a spot on the carpet: Is this pee or water?
Georgia, looking up from her book nonchalantly: I peed it.

She is sort of potty training. We only have time to really do it on the weekends. I don't think she has successfully peed on the potty, but she pooped once and was horrified. She really likes undressing her baby and sitting her on a potty next to her. And she goes "Pssssss" like the baby is peeing. Ha!

Oh, and one of her babies makes a crying sound if you squeeze it, and if you do this, Georgia will walk over and say, "Shhhh!!" and walk away. Every. Single. Time.

I have been awful about taking pictures lately. But here are a few. A couple weeks ago when my mom was here, she was pushing Georgia on the swing until she saw this:

Tonight I took Georgia for a walk. With Nate getting so much attention, she needs a little one-on-one time.

She talked the whole time. "What's that? Who made that mess? I see a bee! ...."

"Tickle my belwy!"

"Wook at dat punkin!"

"I yike my new pj's!"



Look at all that hair! She sure is getting big.