Happy Friday! Today marks the end of two weeks of summer camp for Waverley. It was so glorious! She went everyday from 9:00am-1:00pm. I was so nervous dropping her off the first few days because my departure always caused tears and hysteria. Just 3-4 days later though, after I walked her into the classroom she would just look at me and say “Bye Momma!” And then scuttle off to play. Umm whaaaat? I felt proud of her and her newfound independence but also a little melancholy about it. Of course, everyday when I went to pick her up she burst into tears and screamed to everyone within a mile radius “MOMMA CAME BACK!” It’s as if she genuinely thought that was her new home and her new family. Her poor little heart. Anyway! Her absence from my life during her time at camp was wonderful. It also made me miss her though and I found myself excited to pick her up each day.

It’s been a while since I’ve posted on her weekly woes, mostly because after a series of colds and her parents going to Europe without her, I felt most of her tantrums were pretty legitimate! Not anymore! She is inching up to Two Year-Old status each day and her attitude and sass are growing increasingly more evident. She can go from sweet, kind, and silly to a ravaging toddler monster faster than I can plan my secret treat during her nap time. (Please tell me I am not the only one who does this?) So. That’s fun. Here are just a few things lately that caused her to Make The Switch:

• A stranger dared to compliment her on her tutu.
• She did not want to share three macarons amongst us all. She just wanted one all to herself.
• She wanted more macarons.
• She was hungry. She did not want dinner. She wanted a snack. Do not call it DINNER.
• She will only wear her rain boots, despite it being summer.
• She was going to absolutely die if Daniel Tiger didn’t come on the TV 5 seconds ago.
• She was hungry. She did not want breakfast.
• Her watering pail ran out of water.
• She did not want to eat in her high chair.
• She wanted to stand in the sink. (Look at the picture above. This is when Nate’s hands are essentially screaming “WTF?!?!”)
• She dumped out her spritzer (sparking water) at dinner. She wanted more spritzer.
• We tried to wipe the disgusting, crusty, dried snot from her face.
• She wanted to fill up cups inside of the restaurant to water the flowers outside. Survival tip: Do not offer alternative water.
• She did not want to drink the milk, just clutch onto it with an iron vice grip.

I hope you all have a wonderful weekend! What are your plans? Waverley and I are headed to Oregon tomorrow (yet again!) and I am really looking forward to time with family and friends. Enjoy! xx