little miss independent

Katy is my little miss independent. She makes me laugh how old she is getting, and also makes me want to cry when she is constantly telling me that she doesn't need any help with anything...as she can do it herself.

Having a kid like Katy is a dream come true. In the morning, she gets her breakfast, sneaks the iPad and watches shows until someone gets up. This of course is on the mornings I am at work. With Steve on a graveyard schedule he usually stays up late even if he isn't working and we always try to let him sleep in when we can.

Something else that has been happening as of late is her spunky and funky attitude. Something I absolutely love, and something I have a hard time with. I read somewhere that everything is a phase, that's it. It's just a phase. And although it's hard, sometimes, for pregnant and inpatient Amy to remember...all I have to do is LOVE her through the rough patches. Just like everyone get's potty trained - everyone eventually figures themselves out. Katy is shaping up to be a pretty cool cat. I can't wait to see what the next few years makes of her.

These were taken a while ago, as there is now a set of bunk beds in her room. I do love all her hanging art work...that has made it's way to the hallway. And I love how, no matter what, she needs a glass or bottle of water by her bed in case she needs a drink while she's sleeping.