N`s turn

This post is in honour of the little lady of the house.
N is what I call a `munchkin;' sometimes I call her this in love, sometimes in frustration. "Are you a munchkin?" I'll say. "No, I'm a Nomi!" will be her reply, in all seriousness.
Here are a few captured moments of this little critter from the past little while.

"More, please?" were the first words that came out of her mouth after I gave her a little chocolate treat.
(It may be a family trait.)

Last night, she discovered how much fun it was to put on G's nunners....all by herself! And then she wanted to show me.

Since N got her picture taken, obviously I had to take G's picture. What he didn't figure on was N's little, cold, pointy finger reaching up to poke his tummy! Boy did she get him good!

Speaking of 'brotherly love:' "I" was crying in the bassinet, and I was just a bit too busy doing something to get him right away. Soon enough, he stopped crying anyway. I went in to see him a few minutes later, and found him like this. N had thrown a few things in to appease him. (You'll also notice the mixing spoons on the side.)

After a long day of being two.