Cheeseball

Don't ever ask this girl to "smile" or say "cheese" for the camera. The result is not pretty ;)

 This is kind of a typical afternoon at our house. Shane still in pajamas. (Mom still in pajamas, shhh!) Makenzie well... she wears (or doesn't wear) what she wants :)

An little update:
My ambitious attempt at potty training Makenzie was a big FAIL. However, switching her to a toddler bed seems to be permanent, not entirely to my liking though. The first few days she was an angel, never getting out of bed, falling asleep fast. She's not such an angel anymore. BOTH kids try every excuse in the book almost every night. I try so hard to be consistent, but it isn't sinking in yet. I might have to pull out some ropes and just tie them down ;) It's pretty funny though when she falls out of her bed at night and starts sleep walking, then mumbling to me as I put her back in bed.

Makenzie is becoming a little bit of a chatter box. Her language skills FAR exceed Shane's at this age, who didn't say one single word until after his 2nd birthday. It can be a bit annoying sometimes when she repeats "look at me" a billion times over, but when she sings songs with us at bedtime or breaks out a solo of twinkle twinkle little star it sorta, kinda makes me melt :) By far her favorite song right now is "the spider man song" known to the rest of the world as "The Itsy Bitsy Spider". That one will almost always calm her down.

Makenzie is the biggest copycat in the world. Everything Shane does, says, eats or wears Makenzie wants to try too. Which also leads to her wanting to do just about everything on her own. It's awesome when it comes to brushing teeth and getting dressed, but not so awesome when you're running late and she demands to buckle herself, which she's not physically capable of yet.

Her favorite activities are washing hands, washing dishes, "cleaning" with a wash cloth and playing outside. I imagine washing something while outside would be a little bit of heaven for her.

Makenzie is a tough kid sometimes compared to Shane. Shane whines and complains like nothing else when he is cold, or dirty in anyway. He doesn't like eating certain types of cookies simply because they get his hands dirty. Don't you dare suggest he lick food off his fingers, oh no. Makenzie couldn't care less. She'll lick her fingers, the table, her bib; a little food, dirt, whatever never hurt her. Also she'll go outside on a rather chilly day with no shoes or socks and short sleeves and be perfectly content while Shane is sporting snow boots, a winter coat, a hat and mittens. He'll still come in after awhile saying he's all done because it is too cold. Makenzie will come in later with absolutely frozen toes and fingers and get upset because I won't let her go back out.

Makenize is tiny. Below 25% for both height and weight. I get a kick out of her every time she sticks out her tummy and says in her best deep man voice, "look mom, big tummy!"

This girl is one of a kind. 

P.S. I'll be accepting applications for her arranged marriage next month ;)