Little Miss Bee

Brooklyn has definitely been a busy girl lately!  She is growing like a weed and all the baby chubs are disappearing.  She is talking nonstop, although most of the words nobody can understand.  She does say "ball" ,"Momma", "Papa", "Tess" ,"Alexa", "doggie" "u-oh" and tons more.  She is signing a lot more than talking right now.  It is so cute to see her sign please and thank you.  My favorite thing is that she signs milk when she wants to get a bottle and go to bed.  Her favorite thing lately is toothbrushes!  I think it might have something to do with all four of her molars coming in right now, maybe?!  We find her throughout the day with one to three toothbrushes in her possession.

 

 I just put her hair in a pony tail for the first time.  I am sure I could have done it earlier but I did not want to hurt her.  She reminds me soo much of Tess with a pony tail in.  The hair in the back is pretty curly and that is most likely why it brings me down memory lane.

Brooklyn loves escaping to the front porch...don't know why?  She usually sits on the porch and waits for to come get her.  She just recently dared go to the front grass.  Promise, I am watching her closely the whole time.  Below is a few pictures of her playing hide-n-seek with her sisters.  We did not realize she was playing until I found her like this in the bathroom!  So stinkin cute!!!!!

Unfortunately Bee has had a rough few months and has seen the doctors a little too much.  First she tripped over a large piggy bank that was left on her sister’s bedroom floor.  She had just started walking instead of walk sometimes and crawls when you need to get somewhere fast.  We noticed her starting to crawl again and not putting any weight on her right leg when standing (supporting herself with a table or couch).  I brought her to the doctor and found out she had a green stick fracture!  My poor baby!   The doctor thought it would heal on its own within a week, If not than we would be talking a cast.  Luckily it did start to heal and is now completely in the past.  Then she fell at a playground and hit her eye in just the right spot...black eye.  The picture below is the second day.  The first day her poor little eye was swollen and she was not a happy baby.  The poor thing is my only child (so far) to have a black eye and a broken bone!  I promise I do not beat my child!  She is a pretty happy baby most of the time and I feel there is no need to tell you how active she is!