Opal at 30 Months

Opal is growing up so fast.  She is officially potty trained and proudly donated her left over diapers to our local diaper bank, to be sent families in need.  She also has mastered the art of cutting with scissors all on her own, and enjoys swinging in a big kid swing.

She goes up and down her slide all by herself, and tells us long stories, both made up and real.  She loves to make us laugh, and does not play on her own without completely destroying the house.  The other night I was brushing my teeth while reading something on my phone when I received a FaceTime request from Opal.  See bottom, middle photo below.  She loves playing with her sisters, and her mood decides which sister she wants to play with.

Opal enjoys drinking tea with Lucy, Violet and I.  Emma is not a big tea fan, but she is a big fan of Opal and is the sister that is constantly oohing and ahhhing over Opal's cuteness.  Emma is known for saying, "I love Opal's chubby cheeks and her little noodle toes!"  At which point Opal will tell her, "Space please Emma!"  Which is an improvement over Opal just smacking Emma when Emma is overcome by Opal's cuteness.

Opal is adjusting to Will being back at work.  The other day she woke up and as usual, the first thing out of her mouth was, "Where is daddy?"

Opal: Daddy workin' today?

Me: Yes, he's working.

Opal: I like it when Daddy's workin'.

Me: You do?

Opal: Yes.  I like when Daddy is workin' because I like it when he comes back!

Here Opal is below, after she fell off of a stool in the kitchen when I was on the phone with a friend.  Would you believe that the blood smeared on the wall, my legs and the floor was not from her fall, but from a mosquito bite scab she had picked open BEFORE she fell off of the stool?  That would have been nice to know when I ran into the kitchen and saw blood everywhere with her crying on the floor!  I think I about gave my friend a heart attack too, especially when after my friend heard my freak out about the blood everywhere and heard Opal's screaming, and then she heard me laughing hysterically.  What a relief when I discovered the source of the blood was not from a head wound but a mosquito bite!  

Opal, there is no doubt that you are a full time job.  You keep us on our toes constantly, and reward us with your hugs, kisses, and humor.  We love you Opal!