And a week with Annabelle in a different environment, brought with it many stories.
We found out, though we may have known before, that Annabelle loves to swim. And I mean LOVES to swim. We eventually made her wear a life jacket because she has no fear in the water. She wanted to go out in the water as far as humanly possible without drowning. She quickly learned the phrase "too deep!" And the thing most likely heard out of Annabelle's mouth, "Lemme go!"
Leaving the beach was always a challenge. Between all our stuff and the fact that Annabelle couldn't really walk through the sand too far, it was always a little trying. Auntie Carrie was carrying Annabelle and suddenly, Auntie Carrie was laughing. Annabelle had said something funny, but my sister refused to tell me what she had said. Turns out Auntie Carrie taught Annabelle her first swear word. The little girl had some gas and Auntie Carrie knew that the diaper Annabelle was wearing didn't offer much protection. So she exclaimed "oh crap, kid!" To which Annabelle replied with, "oh crap, kid".
But my favorite Annabelle moment was not one a mom should be proud of. And proud is probably not the way I would say it. But I haven't laughed that hard in a long time. See, I was putting Annabelle to bed. We have quite the routine and it is virtually the same every night. Stories, devotion, prayers, then I get up, kiss her, and leave. As I was getting to the kiss her part, I said "I am so proud of you. You were such a good girl today." And I meant it. Her reply? With her thumb never leaving her mouth, she smacked me. Square in the nose. In shock and for fear of laughing in her face, I told her we don't hit and immediately left the room. I will never, ever forget that moment. It was hysterical.
A few other things I never want to forget:
- She calls a computer a "pacutor".
- Blimp is "ba-limp"
- If you ask her to count, her first response will be "1,7,11"
- She is starting to show some sweet love to her sister. She loves to get teething toys for her. And there have been a few times that I have caught her playing near her, and a few more times that she has read her stories.