Danger is Her Middle Name

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The Hubs and I often joke that Bean will be responsible for every gray hair on our heads.  Only we’re not really joking.

Today I found her standing on top of the kitchen counters trying to climb up the cupboards.

In the past I’ve found her on the kitchen table trying to jump up so she could dangle from the hanging light. Standing on the back of the couch. Trying to jump down from three steps high.  Heading straight for the tallest slide at the playground.

She walks into Scorch’s classroom daily like she belongs there. When we drop him off at school she settles right in to color with the rest of the kids.  When it’s time to pick him up, she’s crawling into the middle of Circle Time signing and singing away with the kids. When we’re at the playground, she picks out the most daring kid there and tries to copy their every move never mind that they’re 5 times older then she is.

The Bean does it all gleefully and without a second thought.  When you tell her no she doesn’t throw a fit, she just ignores you. She knows what she wants to do and to hell with us and our worries.

Anyone know where to buy a full sized suit made out of bubble wrap? Etsy? Ebay? We’re desperate!

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About Heather

I adore my family, writing, books, cats, lazy mornings in bed, and chocolate. I'll never say no to breakfast for dinner, long talks with friends and lazy summer days at the pool with family. I've somehow morphed into a crazy sports mom, a skier and someone who lifts weights. My life is often crazy, always awesome and one I'm so happy to be living!

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