Miss Independent

Last night Mom and Dad went out for a date night and I hung out with my buddy Taylor. The night went well until it was bed time. I loved my books and snack, but then when she put me down I really protested. Loud. Long. Big Tears. So Taylor came in and rocked me and made sure I had my sea horse. But I did it again. Luckily, Taylor's mom was on back-up and stopped by. When she did, I screamed for her too! At least I'm equal opportunity. But after my last five minute meltdown I slept like a baby.

Seems like after I turned one I got a real mind of my own! This morning for breakfast I didn't want anything to do with my food. Scrunched mouth and faces for Mom (and food for Obi on the ground). We'll see how the rest of the day goes!