wiLd cARd

A few weeks ago someone was telling Brock how cute Kate was. He picked her up and said,

"Ya, but she is our wild card."

I thought about that for a minute and realized that it was a

perfect description

of our little

Katey-Kate.

She was such a mellow, happy and angelic baby. I thought that maybe she was my blessing for all of Annie's craziness. I thought Annie was just like Brock as a kid-

silly, sneaky and always wanting to play and go and go and go.

Kate was just like me as a kid-

perfectly behaved, calm, a model citizen.

I didn't even see it coming.

A couple months after learning how to walk she became this wild child.

Into everything- and I mean everything.

Mildly aggressive- taking kids out, hitting, and biting- oh the biting.

It was the first time I had ever received a bad report from nursery- She was biting a little boy's head- they knew it was her because she had his hair in her mouth. I knew all about it because I heard about if from his mother for twenty minutes.

"I am so, so, so sorry about that."

Seriously what am I supposed to do about it three days later?

Here is a short list of the trouble she's been in today:

Waking up at 4:59 am

Finding a bowl and filling it with water from the fridge and pouring it on the kitchen floor

Getting butter off the counter- mixing it in mixing bowls and then trying to clean it up by smearing it on the cupboards, the oven and of course the floor.

Following this incident I thought maybe she's bored- so we painted.

Proceeded to tip over her water cup twice- the first time I said, "it's ok I'll fill it up again." After the second time I said ,"it's ok...no more."

1 timeout for biting Annie.

4 timeouts for biting mom.

BUT she also told me "DaynDu" after I told her thank you.

She ran up to me and hugged my legs and laughed and laughed.

She had so much fun painting herself and looked so cute doing it.

Jumped from the coffee table to the couch a hundred times and yelling,

"MAAAAA! ATCHHH!"

translation- Mom. Watch.

Followed Brock to leave for work carrying a text book just like he was carrying his laptop. He took her around the block and she was so excited to go to work with dad. She did cry when I took her out of the car and then hit me in the face.

Gave me kisses and laughed and laughed.

And ate all of her mac n' cheese.

So,

Kate may be our wild card, but she is the cutest little wild card I've ever seen

and

I wouldn't trade her for anything.