Jessie Anne has had a rough couple of weeks. There were several days where if you looked at her she would scream at you. Maybe that's why her sweetness tonight is so delightful.

She has been teaching me how to blow kisses. She holds my hand and puts it to my mouth and makes the kissing noises for me.

She was even happy in her bath and poured the water on her own head. A definite first!

I think the funniest was when we were practicing saying her grandparents' names. We had a quick visit this weekend. She has mastered saying Papa, but hasn't quite got the Honey down yet. Tonight, no matter what I said, she responded with Papa.

Can you say Honey?

Papa!

Can you say Honey?

Papa!

Can you say Papa? (I was hoping the change up would work)

She just stared at me and I swear she rolled her eyes (yeah, I know that's not possible) and said PA-PA!

Then she gave me that irresistible grin.

Just now, she brought me my rain boots, dropped them on the floor in front of me and said, "Boots!" which is another new word for her. She grabbed my foot and started pulling it toward them. When I didn't respond, she gave me her little clap help/please sign).

Don't know what has gotten into her, but I'm eating it up. The terrible twos come early in this house, so I treasure the sweet and peaceful moments while I can.