The not-so-forgotten-third-child

I am the third child in my family of seven kids. Would I consider myself "forgotten"? Well, not as forgotten as the 7th right ;)
No, I'm kidding. BUT I will say it's easy to forget to "record" your kids as often, as more of them come along. I have two million and two pictures and videos of Eden as a baby/child, about a million of Jonah and about half of that of my baby girl. For some reason life gets busier with more kids and the camera gets left in it's case all too often.
BUT
Even if I have half as many pictures of this crazy, cute little girl I have just as many stories and memories that I want to record of her at this age, as I did of my other kids at this age. So here is my Not-so-forgotten-third-child post just for her!

Lahna is 22 months old and thinks she is two. She has learned to throw fits long ago but has perfected them these days. She loves to talk and has learned to love the word "no" and tries her best to use it on me, and when it doesn't work that's where the fits come in, ahh don't you just love two year old children?

I do love her. Even with all her orneriness she is hilariously entertaining!

It's a dinner time ritual in our house to have a little music on in the background while we eat and talk as a Family. Usually dinners end up with us cracking up at our silly Lulu while she either dances in her seat and/or depending on the song, she will "rock on". All you have to say to this girl is "Rock on Lahna!" and this is the face she makes as she nods her head up and down to the music as if she were a "rocker". It's hilarious! We have yet to get a real good picture of her "rock on" face, this is as close as it gets. And of course when the video camera comes out she won't do it at all.

Here are her First piggy tails. My poor baby girls are always so bald. She's finally getting more hair enough to "do it" and it's getting darker, she was such a Blondie in the summer but now it's more like Jonah's color. She hates to get her hair done "pretty" so I rarely do it because it's not worth the fight, to me anyway. That's how it goes with the third kid, right?

Speaking of hair, she hates my hair. She can some times be a snugly little girl and will want to lay her head down on my shoulders or chest. Since my hair is long (a few inches past my shoulders) she gets mad at me and won't lay her head down until my hair is off my chest/shoulder area. She'll yell "Nooo, you hayuh you hayuh!" As she violently shoves my hair over my shoulders and out of her way. I don't know why I think it's so funny, but I laugh every time. I tell Cory it's because she's jealous and wish she had long hair too ;)

This girl has an obsession with putting things on her legs. For example: Any hair tie she finds lying around the house, she immediately sits down and begins to shove it on one or both of her legs, or if she finds anything that looks like it has a hole big enough to put her legs through, she will find a way to make it fit. Once we found a hair tie around her upper thigh in the morning after changing her morning diaper with a hair clip on it, apparently she put it on just before bed the night before and we didn't see it and she slept with it on the whole night, it left a nice red mark on her leg for a day or two. She LOVES putting her brother and sisters underwear on over whatever she is wearing, she will sport that outfit all day if I'd let her, even out to the store, but I put a stop when it comes to going out in public like that. Here she is sporting Jonah boys underwear over her jammies, cute! Could be the newest fashion statement, ha ha! I need to get this girl some leg-warmers she'd probably love them and at least they are back in style now and safer than hair ties cutting off her circulation.

(this is her "show me a cute face" pose)

She is my "little helper". She loves to "help" when I'm cooking or baking (which sadly has not been a lot lately), but usually she just wants to watch and then lick the beaters or burn herself on the stove or oven, very helpful indeed.

Helping me make a pie, I did not use her mashed up pie crust for the pie. It was more like play dough to her.

Being the third child, you usually get more "picked on" and she has really learned how to "tattle" on her brother and sister, okay mostly her brother since he is the one that picks on her the most. It's funny to watch as she comes running to me sobbing and babbling on and on in audibly about what just happened to her. It usually sounds like "wah wah wah uh Jonah wah wah wah uh hurt me" I tell her to calm down and then say "now tell me what happened" it comes out the same way "wah wah wah uh Jonah wah wah uh hurt me" I can't help but laugh it's funny and sad at the same time.


We sure do love our spunky little almost-two-year-old. We can't get enough of the silly quirky things she does on a daily basis. I tell my Mom the reason she is alive on a daily basis is because she is so cute, on top of her orneriness, and it's a good thing too it really does save her life ;) (mostly kidding CPS please let us keep our kid!)
We love you lulu you are not forgotten!