Gracie has been so cute lately. She is starting to put some words together and use her manners. But I'm afraid she is becoming quite the Diana, with a penchant for cleanliness. For example, she refuses to eat until her bib is on. Once she is done eating and hands are washed, she will find a kitchen towel and wipe the floor under the table saying "EEE Up, EEE Up" (Clean Up, Clean Up). She is adamant about having a bow in her hair at all times. She walks around the house with a blanket around her neck like a boa. At night, she wants me to sing "Pretty Baby" -- which is a little diddy that Grandpa Rammell would sing to babies, it goes "Everybody loves a baby, that's why I'm in love with you, Pretty Baby, Pretty Baby." She loves it. If she cries in the night, I'll go in to find her binkie and she will say "Pretty Baby."
On Sunday, she was suffering with croup and having trouble breathing so we took her into the Dr. They were worried about her O2 levels. She has a lovely habit of holding her breathe when she gets mad, to the point that she gets blue in the face. That didn't help matters. The Dr. was concerned enough to send her to Primary Children's. While there, she was poked and prodded...and held her breath. When the Dr.s cleared out, she was crying the saddest little cry, looked up to me and said, "Daddie, Pretty Baby."