Things we eat; Bear getting his way so often

Zuzu: 3.65 yrs old
Bear: 1.53 yrs old

Zuzu walking hand-in-hand with Daddy, chattering away. Me pushing Bear in the stroller behind them. Zuzu told Daddy that dirt is icky. He asked why. Because we don't eat it. Daddy started listing other things we don't eat that don't qualify as icky. Zuzu, missing the point, began listing things we DO eat. "We only eat cheese, sandwiches, and bread," she said. Daddy and I laughed and questioned her on this. She expanded her list to include bananas, peas, and green beans, and then said that's all that she wanted to say. She was done with that subject of conversation. I keep picturing the way she looked, wearing her Elsa dress, her curly hair in a side bun, holding Daddy's hand and throwing up her other arm to punctuate the items on her food list. Her sweet little arm, her finger pointing in the air as she said "peas." Her bouncy step.

Bear will get his way more often than is good for him. In my household, and beyond. He is, first of all, super cute. He is also extremely insistent. He makes a lot of noise and acts desperate--like sort of crazy--when he wants something. If you give it to him, his whole body goes into spasms of delight. He laughs, his face shines, his arms wave up and down, he kicks his feet. It's very rewarding. If you don't give him what he wants, though, he becomes Unhappy. Heartbroken. He can't understand. He thinks the world is so unfair. There's nothing else he wants. He asked for so little. He won't be able to think about anything else all day. He is personally offended by your cruelty. He weeps. He will not be distracted or pacified. It is much easier to give in to Bear's demands than to hold one's ground.

Zuzu appearing at the foot of our bed at 5:00 a.m., waking us up by saying somewhat loudly, "Mommy, I love you!"

Zuzu and Bear on the couch with Daddy. Standing on the couch, dancing, plopping down with a squeal. Both the kids. Over and over. 

Bear sitting on Zuzu's bed flipping through books. He pulls the books off the shelf one by one, and climbs onto her bed to flip through each one, then climbs down again and picks another. He does this until the shelf is empty. This is maybe his favorite thing to do right now.

Bear's way of dancing: stomp stomp stomp! But he gets so gleeful when he dances.

Zuzu. Chattering. Telling stories. Playing. The sweet, sweet sound of her voice.