A little bit about Liesl

Liesl is so fiercely independent and stubborn--her favorite thing to say (screech) is "I do it!" And most of the time I don't mind that she wants to do things on her own, but sometimes her judgment is lacking. We love that she's potty trained fairly easily, but we've had to take away her potties (it's okay since she can go on a toilet) because she would go on her own, and then empty them herself, ending up on the floor more often than in the toilet. And on the same subject, we've caught her a few times cleaning her own poopy diapers (she still wears one at nap and bed time), and you can imagine how that goes. I think she's learned not to do that now.

The other morning we heard her crawl out of her crib, close our bedroom door, go downstairs, and head out the front door. We couldn't believe it, and by the time Robert got outside, she was halfway down the driveway, "looking for mommy," she said. What the ?!? Not sure where that came from. Needless to say we're installing a childproof lock now.

I love that she tries to dress herself and will get her own snacks and fills her own water bottle (now that she doesn't spill it every time). She loves to help me cook, but once again, the lack of judgment is often scary. As is the park--she has no fear.

One more tidbit: I finally figured out that whenever Liesl gets a cold, her MO is to throw up within the first 24 hours. I don't know why I didn't figure it out until this last cold, but from now on I will be prepared. This last time she was acting okay, just a runny nose, so I went to the hardware store with her and Jarrett and stopped at Starbucks to get some hot chocolate for them as a reward for being good. As I walked up to the cashier, Liesl started coughing and then, out of nowhere, threw up all over me. The poor cashier just turned away and I made a beeline for the exit. I've decided greater love hath no mom than to catch her child's throw up so it doesn't go on the floor . . .