Sugar and spice and everything nice.  That’s what little girls are made of.  Right?  Wrong!  At least in my case.  My soon-to-be eleven month old (how the #%&@ did that happen?) is a bull in a China shop.  If something is in her way she will do whatever she can to just barge right through it, this includes her sister.  Nothing is safe when she is around.  Her favorite thing to do is rip and tear.  I have to be careful not to leave important papers or Brinley’s drawings within Nora’s reach because if I do, they will end up in teeny tiny pieces all over the floor.

Another one of her favorite pass times is taking laundry and throwing it all over the room.  She loves when I bring up a freshly washed basket of laundry from the dryer.  She sits down and empties it at lightening speed.  It’s cute to watch but becomes problematic when she does it to fresh laundry that has just been folded.  She likes to do the same thing with boxes of tissues.  She just keeps pulling and pulling them until they are out of the box.  I’m thinking about having her try out for the game show Minute to Win It.  Taking all of the tissues out of a box in under a minute is one of the tasks on the show.

I’m not trying to imply that my little Nora is not a sweetie pie.  She is.  How could I ever say that this little face is not sweet.

But she is totally a devil in disguise.  People are always commenting on how adorable she is, usually complete strangers.  She’s got the most precious smile, the cutest button nose and makes the most adorable sounds.  So when we’re out in public she is quite the attention getter.  Little do these strangers know what a handful Nora can be.  We’ve fondly nicknamed her “Nora the Destroyer”.

So where’s my sugar and spice?  I think I got the snakes and snails instead!  At least I’ll never have to wonder what it would have been like to have a boy.

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