Growing up...

Nadia's most common phrase lately is, "I do dat."

This wouldn't be such a bad thing if she didn't insist on sucking her fingers and playing with her hair between every single messy bite.

 Her messiness usually necessitates a bath. And since she loves baths, it's kind of like getting a reward.

Another common phrase is, "Wan' tea. Wan' tea." She repeats this until someone acknowledges her request by asking, "Do you want tea?"  And then she says excitedly, "Okay," in a tone that implies that you just offered it to her.  It makes it pretty hard to say no. 

Lately she's been having fits when it's time for bed.  She goes to bed at the same time as the boys, and joins them in their room for their bedtime Bible story and prayer.  Then while we are tucking the boys in, she crawls in with them and snuggles down.  The fit starts when we pull her out to take her to her crib.  She knows she'll be missing out on the fun the boys will have together once the door is closed and the lights are out.  The other night she thought she'd outsmarted us by crawling down to the foot of one of the boys' beds, thinking she was out of sight.  Her shape wiggled with glee under the covers until we tugged the sheets loose at the end of the bed and pulled her out feet first.  She looked up, dazed and disoriented and then, realizing where she was, she howled and tried to scramble back onto the bed.  Tonight she surprised us by running down the hall to her room. When I got there I found her in Emily's bed, pulling the covers up to her chin. 

I think she's trying to tell us something.  Our baby is growing up.