Me

ME do this!

ME want this.

ME, ME, MEeeeee

My daughter refers to herself as ME. Pretty normal, I guess, EXCEPT that Steve and I have never taught her the word ME. We always call her Finley or some variation of Finley. So where does the ME come from? How does she even have this sense of self? Do I consult Freud? Is this a healthy ego in a 16 month old? Whaaaaaaa???

Seriously people it's cute, but, dumbfounding ... did your kids do this?

I Know Right!?

This is 16 month old Finley shielding herself from the paparazzi that is mommy and Aunt Kelly. I'm addicted to taking pics of her. It's kinda ridiculous.

Here she is on our evening walk.

In Fin's words she's wearing her EYES, and holding onto Rarrrr (bear) and baby.

Much to my delight Finley has a love of shoes...just like me.

Shoes are by Joe (Lawblaws Canada)

Socks (Gymboree)

Stroller is the Indy by Bumbleride (Thanks Grampy & Grandma Meg)

Finley Has A New BFF

My dad has been here all week. Finley now has a new BFF. His name is Grampa!

Feeding the turtles and Grandpa along the boardwalk.

Finely walks her puppy and crocodile while telling Grampa a great story.

** As An Aside:

Thank you TWWLY for the Plan Toys crocodile. It's a favorite and I always know where she is and what she is doing when she plays with it!

Colouring with Grampa.

Ah, pretzels and beer with Grampy at the end of a busy day.

It's Ritual.