Jill

Jill is at one of my favorite ages. She is talking, which means she can tell you what she wants instead of screaming, pointing, or grunting. She is walking, which means I don't have to carry her everywhere. She likes to color, draw, watch Charlie Brown, and do whatever the other kids are doing, which means I don't have to entertain her every minute of the day. She loves princesses, especially Cinderella and Snow White, which means we are both itching for a Disney vacation. She loves her dollar store doll that she calls Jilly Jilly, which makes us all laugh. She likes to play outside, can count with mishaps up to 15, knows her colors, knows where her elbow is, and I can see potty training around the corner. However, with all of that, there is the bit of independence that comes. She takes off her shoes whenever possible, I have stopped trying hair-do's except for church because they are almost immediately taken out, and she can be a bit bossy. But, I just love it. She is almost two and mine, which makes me one lucky mom.