Our growing Easton Bug

This crazy kid needs to stop growing. I notice I refer to her more and more as a kid. Not a baby, not a toddler, but a full blown crazy, funny, independent kid. She wants to do everything herself and gets pretty mad when she can't figure something out by herself.

People talk about terrible twos. Whelp, two's seem to be flying by with mild bumps. Bug really isn't a big fit thrower so it made two much easier. In fact, I can honestly say that Josh and I were lucky enough to never experience the screaming, crying, head, arms, and feet wailing tantrum in the local Target. I am going to call that a blessing. We pretty much escaped the terrible twos.

Now as we get closer to Easton turning three, pssshh.. that kid is deaf. Freaking deaf. I have never counted to three so much in my life over the past month. Lord help me and give me patients. 'Cause Mommy and Daddy are going to need it.

Aside from Easton's need for an hearing aid, she really is a great kid. Full of questions, enthusiasm, innocence, and life. This is a great age. She is eager to learn new things, full of questions galore, and pretty dang funny.

She is a lover. Easton will give random hug and kisses just because. But she also knows how to work the system and will use her ammo, hugs and kisses, as a delay tactic. The kid is good!

Snuggling with her Uncle Marky

Our little music diva really has picked up what it means to "jam out". She loves music, but not the "bad" songs. You know, the songs Mommy runs to that really isn't appropriate for a kids ears. About a month ago, Easton was in her room supposed to be going to bed. Josh was downstairs watching TV and having a snack. I was in our bedroom surfing Pinterest. Out of no where Easton starts busting out "That Girl is On Fire! That Girl is On Fire!" over and over again. Now she wasn't just speaking it. This was a full out singing at the top of your lungs kind of moment. Of course, I could hear her because I was across the hall. Josh could hear her because A. the baby monitor next to him was on and B. she was so dang loud! Josh and I couldn't stop laughing. It totally melted my heart.

 

 

Part of her being so innocent is her unique style. The kid can rock rubber boots and a princess dress like no one I know! I always thought I would be that Mom that just had to have her kid well dressed all the time. I am proud to say I am not that Mom. I love that Easton thinks putting on a dress makes her a princess. I am that Mom that wants to encourage creative thinking, imagination, and self confidence. So bring on the princess dresses, fairy wings, ballet shoes, and pink plastic high heels. I'm raising a self confident little girl, here!  

"I wanna do it or I can do it" is phrases we hear often in our house. Easton Bug wants to be a helper. No matter what the task. And when she can't help, she is mad.

Helping Daddy mow the lawn

Helping set up the cages for the tomatoes



Patiently waiting on Daddy to swing back by and pick her up so they could go get mulch



 

Her best friend will always be her Harlie Dog. Easton and Harlie have very special relationship... hmmm.. maybe it's more like a special understanding. Easton feeds Harlie, Harlie lets Easton tackle  hug her, hang on her like a leech, and give her kisses. We couldn't ask for a more patient, loving, and easy going dog.



 

If Easton had it her way she would always be outside and ALWAYS be naked. Can you blame her? Clothes are so binding and feeling the warm sunshine on your skin is soothing. She gets this from her Momma! Ask the Hubby. ha!

 

Confession: I do not own lipstick or blush. Second Confession: Only in the last 6 months have I started consistently wearing makeup to work.

With that being said, I had to buy lipstick and blush for Easton to wear for dance recital. We decided to see if it was a good color for us!