I am seriously beginning to think she stays up nights thinking up new and exciting ways to be destructive, irritating and just plain bad.
Just now Jireh started blowing her nose onto her hand and rubbing mucus in Miriam’s hair, and gleefully laughing when Miriam squealed in complaint about the “yucky gross” Jireh was putting in her hair. She would run away giggling and then come back with another handful and do it again.
This, just moments after knocking over a container of pennies that Miriam had just painstakingly gathered up from the floor (why were they there again?).
Earlier she literally tried to push the 27 inch TV off its stand.
Edit: as I typed this she was locking a screaming soren in their room with the lights out.
2nd edit: When am I going to figure out that blogging is her version of prime time? oh yeah, and nursing, and cooking, and showering… never mind, I can’t give it ALL up…)
Seven weeks old
This is what we in the business call “milk-drunk”