Mini-Me

(sigh) yup. I can't deny it any longer. Samantha is a miniture version of me. I knew we were in for it when at a couple of weeks old I saw my Papa's scowl on my newborn's face. Well, now that she can talk and express her desires it's pretty clear. She's me. She has the Richardson resolve. Things are very black and white for her. She comes by it honestly and it has served generations of Richardsons well even if we have been told to *eh hem* soften our approach.

Samantha loves her duck pj's. (The ones she is wearing in the nose picking post.) I had to buy a second pair of identical pj's because if the duck pjs happened to be dirty Samantha threw a fit! As it is, she has started to close her hands around the sleeves of her pjs in the morning when I try to get her dressed and every morning I have to convince her why her flower pants etc are superior to the duck pjs and promise that she can wear the pjs when it is night night time. She is not easily distracted, just ask Gee about the 30 trips back to the rocking horse in the Christmas loft!

Otherwise Samantha is becoming quite the conversationalist and strung three words together the other day ("Gee work too.") She does whatever Dominic does which is really adorable. She loves Mickey Mouse and Elmo and sings the words to the "Scooby Doo" song and "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star", well parts of those songs anyways. She even sings the Scooby version that Dominic made up. She is enthralled by horses. Definitely a girl thing! She loves her brother and they are so good together even if sharing has to be negotiated sometimes.

Samantha is so fun and is quite the toddler now!