I know now why people call little children monkeys. They climb on anything and everything with no fear. They poop or pee whenever necessary, diaper on or off. They mimic whatever they see or hear.
This past weekend, Bella's Aunt Amanda (AnAmana to Bella) and her cousin Dillon (D or Diyon) came for a short visit. It is always fun to spend time with my sister and nephew but even more entertaining is watching Isabella worship her AnAmana. She follows her around, asking what she's doing or where she's going. She'll give sweet kisses to Dillon and acknowledge me occasionally, but really it is all about Aunt Amanda.
One thing Amanda does is pump breastmilk for Dillon. She's done this diligently for 7 months and I'm in awe of her commitment. Apparently, Bella is in awe too. Not so much that Amanda does it for Dillon, but that Amanda puts those huge suction cups on with a machine that sounds like it could mow lawns.
So during bathtime after Amanda and Dillon left, my little monkey proceeded to put the suction cups from her mesh bath toy bag on her boobies. She concentrated real hard and got frustrated when they wouldn't stick. She didn't seem to appreciate me laughing either.
WHY do I have a video camera if I don't tape these things???