Watermelon

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Baby not being in the playpen has moved our relationship in a whole new direction. It isn't "Momma and Baby" it is now more "Bronte and her Mommy." She isn't a baby...she is my baby...but she is my preschooler. She seems to be developing mentally at the speed of light. I am having a hard time keeping up. She loved the playpen...it was safe...it was comfortable. I loved it because I could leave the room alone. Now, well, I don't think I have spent one moment alone since. It isn't horrible. It is even very interesting. She asks lots of questions, And really she is into everything. She takes my food...outta my hand...as I am about to bite into it. *sigh* I had to explain, today, why the dish washing soap packages were not candy. Because "someone" left them on the counter...not sure who...one of her parents!...coulda been moi...She slept with us last night because she had a nightmare about a snake biting her knee. I have been very careful not to pass on my own phobia...So this is her own fear not mine...I understand it and might even approve.

With the playpen I would take her out when I wanted, and put her back. I had control. Now she is older and needs more freedom to become who she is...so I have to release some of my freedom. Because where I am she will be in about 3 seconds. Unless Daddy is home and she is willing to share her time. I have to say that I am very lucky to be allowed to witness this growth and the development of such a wonderful phase and person.