|Kayden “not the morning person”|
“It’s all about me” says the 3ft little girl with the nick name “Pretty” aka Kayden.
My daughter and granddaughter arrived about 3 weeks ago, it’s been a blast. We’ve had our fair shares of those “lets just sit here quietly and breathe” days.
Well seriously, that really hasn’t been the case. Kayden, really keeps us all on our toes. She is at that learning stage and repeats Everything and I mean Everything…
A few days ago Dani, went back to AZ. She went back to travel back with her hubby, he’s getting ready to go on leave and will be coming to Florida for a month. (he’s in the military) They will both be back on the 11th of April.
So its Kayden and I again like last summer, I feel very blessed that I have been able to spend this much one on one time with her. So our days together are truly treasured. My post today, yes you guessed it, it is going to be about “pretty”
I’ve come to realize that she is definitely a “girlie” girl… She loves wearing dresses and looking at herself in the mirror.
This morning, our pretty little princess wakes up and shouts from the room “maamaaa” (it was about 9am), I get to the room and see her standing up in her pack and play bed. She reaches out and I pick her up giving her a kiss and wish her good morning. We finish our morning ritual, you know diaper change, face cleaning, etc.
Walking through the hall toward the “office” oops I meant “Kayden’s Playroom” yes our office, sewing/craft room has been officially turned into “Kayden’s playroom”. Just as we get to the door I am getting ready to ask her if she is hungry and should I get her something to eat, when she points to the kitchen and says “maamaa, tacos”. I smile and know exactly what she wants. Her new favorite food, cheese tacos. She’s a picky eater so when I find food she enjoys it makes our meal times a lot easier. So I busy myself getting her tacos ready as she twirls in a circle close by saying “tacos… tacos… tacos…” After the breakfast fit for a princess, she heads to the playroom and gets busy playing with cars. She found Noah’s 2000+ match box cars and enjoys them as much as he did.
I let her play for a little while as I sit and enjoy my coffee, and decide which chores I was going to tackle today and which ones where going to wait until “another day”. I look up and see my “pretty” a mess, her hair all over the place still in the dress she insisted on wearing yesterday afternoon after her bath. I decide it’s bath time. So I tell her “Kayden, come pretty lets give you a bath.” She ran down the hall, shouting “maamaa” I was thinking “Yeah, she’s excited about bath time and I can get that dress off her finally” (she wouldn’t let me remove it at bedtime not even for “dora jammies”) Well boy was I in for a shocker. So I turn on the water, test it etc. perfect for the little princess and I even threw in some baby shampoo “bubbles” her favorite!
|Definitely a “high school yearbook” pic?|
Turning around and planting myself on the edge of the tub, reaching for the hem of her dress to pull it quickly and swiftly over her head, she glares at me and loudly says “Nuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu” and plants herself on the floor bent over like someone just gave her a low blow to her belly. I finally figured out that she was totally upset about taking off the dress, but I knew if I didn’t take it off now we’d be doomed to seeing our little “pretty” in that dress for days!
Finally I succeeded in getting it off, but seeing her so upset tore my heart up!! I picked her up gave her a quick kiss on her tear-stained cheek and put her in the tub with “bubbles” immediately she looks at the water, and then up at me and says “Ooooh Bubbles”. Yeah for the attention span of a 2 1/2-year-old. Smiling and relieved that the “bubbles” helped I quickly wrapped a bath towel around the dress and laid it on the counter.
Bath time was fun as usual, but after the bath her mind quickly went to the “dress” and wasn’t pleased with the new dress I had picked out for her, but I was able to coax her into it. Showing her pretty little ribbons I had planned to put into her hair, she seemed a little happier but clearly she still wasn’t pleased with the “blue sundress”she was wearing. I busy her mind with talks about her hair and how we should fix it etc. All the while she sat there with a glare on her face that said “maamaa, I am still thinking about my pink dress”. That’s when the brilliant idea popped into my head, and I move her just a bit to the left where she can see herself in the mirror. Yeah!! It worked she smiled and starting admiring herself in the mirror, and I was able to finally get both pig tails up and put the ribbons on like I promised. She smiles up at me that clearly said “ok maamaa, you are off the hook.” I reach down and pick her up and kiss her little cheek telling her she was so “pretty”.
After putting her down, she starts dancing and singing. I pat myself on the back “yeah me” We go back to the play room, so we could clean up a bit. But nuuuuuuu, “pretty” was way to pretty to be cleaning… She stands in front of the couch with a look that said “ok help me up on the couch, I don’t want to mess up my dress or hair” Smiling, I walk over lift her up and sit her gently on the couch, where she stretches out like a “queen”. A picture perfect moment! So I ran for my phone and snapped a picture.
We had a nice afternoon together then she went off with Aunt Sherrie for a sleep over. Wouldn’t you know my little “me time” I spent talking and thinking about her.