Oh Violet

Violet has a new favorite word.  It’s “no”.  But when she says it, it sounds more like “dooohhh”, very long and whiny.  

I remember Will getting to this age and developing what I consider an abnormal amount of willpower.  I guess I had hoped Violet would be a little different, but nope, she’s just as stubborn about things she doesn’t want to do as her big brother was (and is).  

It’s not just her staunch refusal to do things she doesn’t want, though.  She’s really developing her own personality.  This morning, instead of laying in her bed and yelling at me to come pick her up since she was awake, she got up, opened her door and closed it behind her, and started looking for me around the house.  I got out of bed and as I was leaving my bedroom she walked into the hall and said very clearly, “Hi Daddy”.  It just melted my heart.  She’s not shy about pushing a chair to the counter in the kitchen and helping herself to whatever she wants.  Today she walked into the living room with an unpeeled banana with a Violet-sized bite out of it, saying “Daaadddyyy, nana”.

All I know is that I’m going to be helpless for the next 17 years or so when she asks for something with those blue eyes and her smile.

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