Control Freaks

We are control freaks.

Of course I've always known on some level. But I really am a control freak. Ryan too.

This little diva has opened our eyes to that!

She is the messiest eater I have ever met! Her things are everywhere, although we can tell for her it is some level or organization and order. Ryan keeps putting her things back where he thinks they should be, and then she moves them again within 22 seconds. She has decided that most of her things should be on the chair in our hotel room. We have already transferred all of her clothes to the carry-on suitcase so that it is her own.

Every day she is opening up more and more, and talking more and more. This also means more meltdowns :)

She LOVES her daddy!! Our new room has two double beds so we cannot all fit in the same bed. For the last two nights she has hopped into bed with daddy without even giving a second glance at me. When we go out and do all of our "adoption obligations" she totally clams up, and only wants her daddy.

This morning we are waiting for daddy to come back from the gym so we can go to the beach, and she keeps faking a cough. I cleared my throat earlier, so now every three minutes she's making a gagging sound, then just giggles. The more she opens up, the more character we see!! She's kind of a funny girl!