Three Thursday anecdotes

Today LG told me she could put herself down for a nap. She told me I could stay downstairs and then she walked upstairs (I followed her up — I needed my cozy socks and also no, she cannot just put herself down alone) and then she went into her room and said she’d play and then lay down when she was ready to fall asleep. An hour later, I heard cries from her room. I went upstairs to find she had taken her socks off and couldn’t get them back on. Little Miss Independent until she needs rescuing from her socks.

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Chris’s best friend and his wife came to visit with their three-week-old daughter earlier this week. LG was very, very attentive to the baby, making sure that she had a blanket at all times and a stuffed cat for naps. She rocked the baby in the Fisher Price Rock & Play Sleeper — which she hilariously called the “You Put Your Baby In Dere” — and generally micromanaged every aspect of the baby’s care. When they drove to visit a family member for lunch, LG asked me where the baby was. I told her the baby was at lunch and LG asked,
“What’s the baby gonna eat for lunch?”

(I didn’t say “BOOBS!” so that better gain me some points.)

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Our friends also brought their dog and while LG loves the idea of dogs, she was very skeptical of this one. When the baby was around, LG played it super cool with the dog, but when the baby wasn’t there, LG would freak out. In an attempt to warm her up to the dog, Chris’s friend asked LG to help him feed the dog. The dog (very well-behaved) was sitting patiently waiting for the command that would allow him eat. Chris’s friend asked LG, “Do you want to tell the dog it’s okay to eat?” LG responded, “I don’t know, it’s up to you.”