Who'da Thunk?

If someone had told me, even a month ago, that my Aubrey would turn into a mama's girl, I never would have believed it. From the time Aubrey was a new little baby, she has been a daddy's girl. She could be screaming her little lungs out and all Chris had to do was walk into the room and calmly say her name and that was it. She would be completely calm. The first time her eyes followed someone around the room, they were following Chris. Her first word was Dada. You get the idea. Just in the past couple of weeks, things have turned. She still loves her daddy and loves to play with him and read stories with him and she's not completely a mama's girl in the sense that she has separation anxiety or anything like that. No. It's just when 7 o'clock rolls around and it's time for bed. Chris has tried to put her to bed a couple of times and she always asks for me. On good nights she asks nicely, on nights that's she's really tired she goes into hysterics, crying for "mommy". I have to say I'm flattered. There is nothing like feeling wanted.

Another thing I never would have thought would happen has happened. Aubrey let me do her hair! Heck, I never would have thought I would even be able to do it. I can hardly do my own hair! I wasn't even sure what I could do with her hair as she is so bald up top and has a major mullet. Well, the task wasn't easy, that's for sure. She's not one to hold still, but she did pretty well. I just had her play the piano while I did it. She kept it in for all of 15 minutes before pulling it out again so I did it again. Round two I sat her in her high chair and gave her a snack. This time, it lasted all of five minutes. Oh well. We're making progress.