And I was all, Seriously? Put a shirt on.

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This little bug is so into 'dollies' that she can't even see straight. Good thing her older sister has 1,801 dollies in the closet they share. And you wonder why we don't have room for all my shoes!
I was standing at the sink when I heard this smacking sound. Lip smacking sound. Coming from my toddler! (Gasp! I have a toddler, now. *tear*) Yeah, she was making these dollies KISS! And she's not even two! I like to tell myself that she's only getting that from watching her momma and daddy kiss and it has nothing to do with all the Barbie movies she is obsessed with lately, but would that be more disturbing?
Uh, moving on.
I told her to go find the Daddy dolly's shirt. She did and when I put it on him and told her that yes, even Daddies have to be modest, she ripped it off. I can't really blame her. Those abs are something else. But she did have a hard time taking the duct tape off the second time around.


And what a sweet momma she is, to put them to sleep on their backs to avoid the risk of SIDS. Good girl.
And P.S.
I can't help but post about this little one! She's so open to being photographed and is doing the sweetest things! I tried to take pics of my boy, but he was all, "MOM. I'm 9 now."
Not even kidding, guys. It was as if I had asked him to rip all his toenails out one by one, put them in a blender and drink them for breakfast the other day when I insisted on taking family pictures.
Well, when given that option, I think you'd cave to a picture or two, too. Right? I mean, am I right?

Comments

Danielle said…
Ohhhhh...Layneee...you are so cute! I want to pinch your cheeks! You too, Hunter and Roo, I want to pinch your cheeks if you'll let me...pleeeeaaase??
December 2, 2008 at 8:59 AM
Mandy said…
Oh what a sweetheart! She is really her mommas girl. Dollies, Dollies. Hmmmm. Wonder if any of my dollies are still sleeping?
December 2, 2008 at 5:53 PM
Tamara with a "T" said…
The other day, Cassidy had all of her barbie "dollies" in a bin and said...I don't know why, but santa keeps on giving me way too many barbies and I don't even like them anymore. The bin was full of barbies to throw in the garbage can. I was so sad.
December 3, 2008 at 7:48 PM
Jesika said…
Okay...can she get ANY cuter!! How freakin' adorable is she! We don't have barbie's right now but we are past our eyeballs in babies! I need to try out the barbies! I KNOW Mylie would love them, just.like.Laynee! *Hugs!
December 6, 2008 at 10:03 AM
Vicky said…
The bigger dolly in the picture...? I want to kiss her hug her mmmmm she's so cute! I would be taking pictures all day long. hey, since she's still letting you and all, hee hee... Hey you have to put these pictures next to Michael's at this same age, she has a lot of both of you but these, totally transported me to Michael's "little" years...
December 7, 2008 at 1:47 PM
Tamara with a "T" said…
I miss my little Laynee...I want to hold you like a little baby. Oh..I want a little baby.
December 12, 2008 at 4:47 PM
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