Rose has nicknamed Mila the bulldozer, and she does just that. Plows through whatever is in her way to get to where she needs to go. Not a care for what obstacle is in front of her; she is a girl on a mission. When I picked her up from daycare on Monday, Rose told me she made every baby cry.
We got to see this first hand that same weekend when we had a playdate with Finn.
Thankfully, Finn is such a good sport, he didn't seem to mind being mauled by his girlfriend. Mila was really wanting to dance with the fox.
And, it's not just reserved for babies. When we get home from school, we spend an hour on the floor doing this. Back and forth. Back and forth. Apparently, conquering Mom's lap is far more fun than playing with toys.
Then, when she finally does stand up, the pride she feels:
With more bumps, bruises, and rug burns along the way:
We are going to have one very active summer!
Mila, if this is your personality shining through, then GREAT. You already know what you want and will go get it. It just might wear your parents out in the process.
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