You may recognize this song from Oklahoma, “Spring is popping out all over!” Or maybe its Seven Brides for Seven Brothers, anway, Hazel is popping out all over, so if you’d like to get to know her too, proceed.
At 20 months, Hazel finally started to finally walk and tottle around. Before then, she was a very sensitive finger sucker, always wanting to be held, a bit of a bump on a log. She was like a tight little flower bud, and then, all at once, bursted all her petals open in beautiful, breathtaking charming little girl glory. Her appetite increased ten fold, and so did her vocabulary. Spouting all sorts of hidden phrases she had tucked neatly away till she was ready to toss them about like rice at a wedding.
Very young, I asked her to fold her arms and she did! I was so surprised because Milly, nor Rawl, could do that so young. It divulged to me her intelligence was coyly apparent, and I hypothesized she just does things when she had the desire.
Here is to SPRING popping out all over, journal entry of her: Telephone call: “Ummmm….No…..Yeah”
”Yeah, pause, yeah”
“E-woah? E-woah?”
Hazel is our little phone talker, she loves little cell phones, or all sorts of little objects get pressed to her cheek as phone. She also can’t stand me on the phone but wants to talk instead.
She is so darling with her smiles, she cocks her head just so and gives the most winning of beams.
Hazel has spunk. She is not entirely prissy like Milly. She loves to growl and make “eat you up” noises–”Howkp” and proceeds to gobble you…
If you are being mean, she sticks out her little arm and shouts, “ME! (Mean)
She charms Riley and I, we admit to each other that she’s so charming that its hard to discipline her when she’s naughty, she has us wrapped around the pinky!
She’s a girl, she loves to wear hats, jewelry, and carry phones, purses, stuffed animals and babies. W/ that spunk she also likes balls.
Riley and I often muse how much delight she brings to our family, and shudder at not having her when we were prompted to do so.
Its been delightful getting to know our playful, sweet, coy, spunky, obedient darling. Once when she wrote on walls all down the living room and wall, and I explained matter of factly that we only write on paper, she understood and hasn’t done it since.
She told me “I wa po-ee” as her first phrase, (which really surprised me in desire and sentence) so whenever she requested I sat her on the toilet. To our surprise, she has decided she doesn’t like poopy bums so at 21 months, she is poop trained, she just lets us know when she wants to go! What a great surprise when she first left a gift behind when we lifted her off the toilet. I am not trying to potty train her too, I found out she has to potty about 30 minutes, so she’s not ready I don’t feel. But I am thrilled that she’s decided she’s ready to poop train. 
She’s our little enigma, our coy fairy sprite, bursting at her own will, ad nauseum.
Requested Rawl’s ‘underwear’ She has on two of his pairs.
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