Little Miss Attitude

This is what I like to call Hailey's WTF face. . . except my precious little baby girl doesn't swear. . . not even in an abbreviation. So for purposes of this conversation - the F in WTF stands for frick. Anyhoo, I get this face a lot and while I'm sure it is almost always just her way of concentrating on something, I always picture her inner monologue to be something like this:

How about:

Or maybe:

When I am really bored:

Ok so maybe this last one is a stretch. . .

but on a serious note - name that movie.

It's only one of the best movies EVER!

I didn't sleep much last night. . . can you tell?

Hailey was fighting the good fight against her emerging teeth last night. While things were looking awfully desperate around 4am, I finally pulled out the big guns with Tylenol and Orajel. We managed to get a few hours of sleep at least. I wish Hylands weren't recalled; Those were awesome when Kaelan was a teething 9 month old. Our lack of sleep meant that I got to see Hailey's WTF(frick) face quite a bit today.

If you know me in real life (you know, outside of the interwebs), you probably have heard me talk about Hailey's violent tendencies or seen them for yourself. She shows affection by bopping people firmly and repeatedly in the face. I suppose we egg her on by reacting, but it is too funny not to. She is pretty good about not getting me anymore because I am better at not reacting since she is with me all day long. As soon as daddy comes around though it is bop city. Let's not even talk about how she handles her uncle:

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Please excuse the mess, the room was in a state of

transition as you can see from the paint swatches on the wall.

Admittedly I *may* have contributed to her love for violence seeing as how I was the one making her punch her uncle. She was only four months old in the video. . . who knew it would catch on so well for her?!? Bad mommy.

Both sets of grandparents have special nick names for her. My mother in law calls her The Snake because you never know when she is going to strike. When she does it is fast and furious; especially when she is after the glasses on someone's face. My mom calls her Bam Bam - No explanation necessary.

She also likes to make a weird noise that makes her sound like a cross between a rabid raccoon and an 86 year old chain smoker with emphysema. Here is another video of Hailey showing off her weird noise and exuberance for swatting things to some very nice little girls at the playground:

She is a little crazy and she is a little spitfire, but she is my spitfire and wouldn't have her any other way. . . though I doubt that our cat would echo that sentiment: 

 It is her own fault though seeing as how she goes and lays next to Hailey on her own accord. I can't protect her from herself. We have another cat too, but he is smart and therefore does not go within 3 feet of Hailey.

 It is crazy how different Hailey is from her brother. Kaelan was always so laid back and Hailey. . . well Hailey. . . is not. Needless to say I am dreading the teen years with this little girl, but I love that she has so much personality. Yes, I think we will go ahead and call it personality for now. 

God I love my girl!