My beautiful girl! I can't believe how pretty she is. Ugh! Those big blue eyes kill me.
So Ella has had a rough month. The move affected her quite a bit. Surprise, surprise. It's been an emotional roller coaster around our house. Ella is finally starting to level off again and is no longer flying off the handle over every little thing. Hallelujah! And we can thank some of our new neighborhood friends. The more friends Ella makes the happier she gets. Of course, there's the "Mom, can I play with my friend" every second of every day...But I'll take that over the epic fit throwing. Hopefully eventually the throwing/dumping sand on Olivia will end once her emotions level out more.
Ella has been a little terrified of swimming pools. Well, Andrew's boss has a pool and has given us permission to use it so twice a week we go and Ella is slowly growing more brave. Hopefully by the end of the summer she will trust the life-jacket.
Ella is so silly. She loves talking. To me, to Olivia, to herself. If she needs to go potty we can always hear her chatting with herself or singing to herself. Ella will ask me to talk to her and likes to also pick the topic. Her favorite lately is preschool.
Oh, did I mention that Ella is starting preschool this fall. We're not one of those super motivated couples who starts their children in preschool at age 2 so she'll start this fall instead. She has gone from asking if it's summer yet to if it's time for preschool yet. I'm happy she's excited. I'm a little sad to be honest. It will be nice to have a couple hours off but...I don't want my baby to grow up. To which she responds, "But Heavenly Father says I have to grow!"
While watching movies she often tries to mimic. Watching her watch frozen/let it go is absolutely fabulous. Of course I never manage to pull out the camera sneakily enough...
Ella, my little planner, is still at it. For Halloween costumes:pink ninja. For her birthday party: frozen theme. For Christmas presents:scooter, hula hoop, and a few others I can't think of.
And one quick funny story, driving today I said something about something having a death wish. Ella thought I was talking to her and said, "I'm not a death fish!"
And one tender sweet story. Ella has these little bumps on her skin called molluscum (or something like that) They're a viral thing and will go away on their own eventually but every once in a while one gets infected. It ends up looking like a giant zit that won't go away so we have to pop them. She hates it. We hate it. Tonight we had to pop one and she kicked and screamed and it was miserable for all of us. When we were putting her to bed later I apologized for having to pinch her and told her that doing it made me feel like a bad mom. Her response was, "You're not a bad mom. But sometimes you're a stinker." Made me feel better.
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