Katie, yelling- “Mommy! Marin ate a little piece of gum with an ant on it!”
N- “It’s ok. It’s protein. It’s good for babies.”
Katie- “Marin, want another one?”
Claire turned eight a few days ago and Marin is now two. I think that means that I should try to stop calling her ‘the baby’. She is talking more and more every day. She tries to sing the birthday song but it sounds a lot like “bird day to you” but beyond that becomes unrecognizable.
Marin is still thrilled with the potty. Just a few days ago I had to fish both a Pull-Up and an entire roll of toilet paper out of the ‘big potty’. I had kind of forgotten how wild two year old’s could be.
I was planning a longer post but a new alert came in from Claire on the ants. Marin just ate some more. Not a first for her.
I just overheard Claire talking to Marin and referring to her as "my little anteater".