Any day now, my niece McCorrie is going to have a little brother. I know she’s going to be a great big sister, but before baby boy comes and steals some of the attention away, I wanted to one last post just on McCorrie. It’s been a while since I’ve written about her, and she’s turned into such a little girl over the past few months.
In my past posts about McCorrie, I wrote about my favorite thing she had been learning to do — like when she started to smile or clap. This time around, it’s not at all hard to pick a favorite, since she’s learned to say my name: Heh Heh. This may not seem like my name, but I swear it is. I could have the worst day ever, but if I walked into Mc’s house and she clapped her hands and yelled “Heh Heh” like she does when she sees me, I would instantly be happy.
As a big girl toddler, she’s saying something new every time I see her and she’s always on the move. She’s dancing, she’s swimming, she’s eating with a fork, she’s making art at daycare for my fridge, she says “yeah” when you ask her questions and she’s reading 100 books a day.
She’ll tell you exactly what she wants and when she wants it. But not in a bratty way, because what she wants you to do is always something you want to do. Like when she asks you to sit on the floor, RIGHT next to her. If you’re a foot away, she won’t be satisfied. But when you’re finally close enough, she’ll laugh and laugh and laugh about how funny it is. And of course, you’ll laugh, too.
She loves her big cousin Ali and watching them together is so much fun for me, since I feel like Ali should still be toddling around, too. Instead, she’s TEN (when the heck did that happen?) and she’s the one that McCorrie always wants to play with. Or, rescue her, depending on the day. :)
One day, she’ll be the big kid in this picture rescuing one of her brothers or sisters. I just hope that when that day comes, she’ll still be calling me Heh Heh, and that she’s just as happy as she is now.
P.S. Word on the street is that McCorrie can say baby boy’s three-syllable name, too — while, meanwhile, the rest of our family doesn’t know it. So if you see Mc, see if she’ll tell you…I’m thinking we can probably tickle it out of her. ;)
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