Life just keeps flying by.....

I know it has been forever since I have written, but life seems to be going at maximum speed and I am just holding on for the ride.  Little Booger, or should I say Big Booger, is just growing and growing!! She now walks, has three and a half teeth, and says ma ma, up, and uh oh.  She is constantly amazing us with her escape skills and Macgyver like abilities.  Just so we are clear I blame Jeff for those skills that she has developed:)  Along with her new abilities new attitudes have also developed, she now gets mad at her passy, and pretty much wants what she wants and wants it now.  We are working on this, and trying not to laugh in front of her.  Mommyhood is such a joy right now during this stage.  I love watching her change and grow and discover this new world around her.  There is also of course some sadness along the way as she becomes to "big" for certain things or no longer enjoys some things that used to delight her.  I'm guessing that the rest of her life will be like that for me, times of joy and times of sadness, but oh what fun it is.  Here are a few of her latest antics that make us shake our heads:

The Toilet Paper Escapde:

 The other morning I was putting on my makeup and had McKenna in the bathroom with me.  She usually just sits there, plays with her toys and waits on me to get finished, not so much this time.  I see her crawl out of the bathroom but I can watch her in the mirror so I am not overly concerned, I can hear her cooing and figure she has found something to entertain herself.  Don't worry she did.  When I finish I walk in to our bedroom and there is my precious child with every roll of toilet paper out of the plastic (and we buy in bulk so it was a lot)  and several rolls unraveled and she is working on eating the one currently in her little hands. I got as much out of her mouth as I could but some showed up in her diaper later.  It was a sight and while I thought, great I get to clean this up, all I could do at the moment was laugh.  She thought it was funny as well and joined me with her little giggle.  The next day she did the same thing with the tea bags that were in their little box, she figured out how to get into my pantry and the teabags were just her height.  I guess we are going through a take everything out of its container stage, wonder if I will still be laughing in a few weeks.


The dishwasher


The dishwasher has become McKenna's fiercest enemy.  She is just drawn to this contraption and no amount of no's and hand smacks seem to deter her.  I had just unloaded the dishwasher one night and was starting to re-load.  McKenna of course was in the floor, ever observant watching this process.  She goes to touch the machine and I immediately use my teacher voice and issue a strong NO.  She backs off looking very wounded, pouty face and all.  I turn my back and when I look back at her she is now standing up with her hands in the dishwasher.  This time her hand is smacked and another no is reinforced.  Of course this time there are tears, pouty face, shaking her hand, and her world has apparently ended.  But she quickly stops crying as I pretend to turn around, while still watching her.  She doesn't even hesitate she goes for it again!  A stern no, another hand smack, and being moved out of the kitchen, sends her into major tears and you would have thought I had thrown her out of the kitchen.  But now I think my problem is solved, I go about my business, checking every once in a while to make sure she is playing with her toys and has managed to get over this abuse that she has been subjected to.  Then I get busy, washing some dishes up loading the dishwasher on and off and just getting my kitchen in order.  Then I go to put my last item in the dishwasher and what do I find, McKenna sitting  on the dishwasher door leaning in getting food off of plates with her hands. Nice, glad my parenting is working.  The night did not end well for McKenna and we both went to bed with hard feelings I think.


She can be hardheaded, stubborn, delightful, crazy, and amazing, but one thing is for sure she is McKenna Ruth Troyer our daughter that we would not trade for anything, not even a new dishwasher.  

McKenna and Mommy at Aunt Lisa's Wedding.  She is thrilled can't you tell?

McKenna and Daddy at aunt Lisa's wedding.

McKenna with her cousin Bailey at her kindergarten graduation.