04 NOVEMBER 2007
Ok, I have to get something off my chest. Mimi is a strange child. There, I said it. Am I a bad mother for thinking it or publishing it? I used to get quite frustrated with the girls for being so physical with each other. However, if you watch closely, it’s Mimi who is always tackling, hugging, pulling the hair of, laying on, or just generally touching her big sister. When Mimi was dressed up as a cat she took it to the extreme and was crawling on all fours, meowing, and even licking people. Today she was a dog. I get mad at the girls for constantly saying potty words. If you listen closely though, then you’ll hear that it’s actually Mimi who’s saying the bad words (most of the time). Mimi is the one who’s constantly contorting her body while making some barbaric sound. Mimi is the one who likes to toot and has made it into an art form. She is the one who chooses her crib instead of the big girl bed during naptime. Mimi eats and enjoys most raw vegetables including green/red bell peppers, lettuce, tomatoes, cucumbers, celery, carrots, and more. She gets jealous of her sister for having to take medicine everyday (Claritin) and demands that she get some, too. She even has to have a “turn” at the inhaler after Annie has a go (I just pretend to push the nebulizer and make a “chh” sound). Mimi is partial to wearing her pantyhose hat at bedtime and has gotten into the habit of asking for it each night (even though she pulls it off and wakes up with dreadlocks). She is still obsessed with rescuing “animals” around the house. All tigers, lions, leopards, or any large cat species is a jaguar (it has to do with Diego’s pet, “baby Jaguar”) to Mimi, and don’t try to convince her otherwise or suffer her wrath. When Mimi wears a jacket/cardigan it has to be buttoned up, or life as we know it is over. There are other things I could go on about, but I don’t have that kind of time. I love her dearly, but man oh man is it ever difficult and equally hilarious to deal with all her eccentricities.