one more way she’s like her brother


Girly loves soup. Just like Carter.


And she wants to eat it out of a big bowl, with a big spoon, just like us. 

No baby dishes for her anymore. 

(Thankfully we’ve only lost one bowl so far and that was due to a climbing on the table accident. She’s not a “throw your dish on the floor when you’re done eating” kind of kid. Too bad she is the kind of kid who throws my phone when she’s mad.)