The Taz

What can I say. The Taz has been a good girl lately except of course for the little anoying things she does every day. She loves her baby sister so much she likes to try to take her out of her seat, of course by her neck. Well I'm sure she thinks she can pick her doll up that way why not her sister! She has just turned two so she still has a whole year to be in her terrible twos so there will be so many more things she will be into. Makes good writing!

The Taz

What can I say about my little Taz? She keeps mommy guessing and wondering what she will do next. One of these days I'll stop by to see her and mommy's hair will have turned from blond to gray. Everyday is a new adventure and today was no exception.

Taz got a hold of mommy's new bottle of bright red nail polish and decided to paint her toes, legs, arms, feet, and the bedroom rocker! I asked mommy if she had her sights set on being a cosmotogolist. Mommy says, "If she gets old enough!"

A new day is coming and mommy will look back and laugh, but right now.....well........

Taz is at it again

She is at it again. Little miss TAZ slipped out after everyone had gone in for the night and went to the neighbors to watch television with them. I guess she decided she wanted to be with friends and not family! Yes stronger locks need to be installed for this little one.

A bit scarry to think she can unlock doors now and come and go when she wants to. This usually happens when the child is in the teen years when she wants to meet the boyfriend on the sly.

The Taz is up to it again. After slipping away from the family, a usual occurance, they found her in the baby's bed, NAKED! She held the empty box of Lysol wipes between her legs while wipes adorned the bed and floor. The lone wipe she held in her hand was busy wiping every inch of her little body! Needless to say she was quickly put in the tub to wash the lysol off.

The TAZ

I will keep at this until I master blogging. My little red headed granddaughter has been given the nickname of TAZ. She goes a mile a minute and is into everything as she runs through your life. One minute she is here and the next she is off to find something else to get into. She has stripped her clothes off and runs through the house naked, painted her toe nails, finger nails, legs, arms, and the blanket with mommy's nail polish. The other night she was found in mommy's closet, lights off, with a box of 100 applicators for waxing your brows. When the lights were turned on she just looked at everyone with a wry smile. That's my girl!

Blogging smlogging yikes!

I'm such a dummy. After I set up my blog I couldn't get back in. It's the pits trying to teach an old dog new tricks, then after you teach them, they are supposed to remember it! Or is that just the start of old timers? Nahhhhhhhh

Great Day To All

I may be up in years but I just learned how to create a blog. Yeah!