Our little Ivy is quite the toddler these days. She is full of attutude. Everything is "MINE!". A few days ago she and Porter were having lunch, and when Porter's food ran out, let's just say he was less than pleased. So of course he was screaming, and I was trying to hurry and get him cleaned up. Meanwhile Ivy had gotten her foot stuck in-between the bars on the back of her chair, and started freaking out, and was really trying to out-do Porter's screams. Then suddenly she stopped, looked at Porter and yelled, "NO PORTER! I'M SAD!!!" As if only one of them can be sad at a time. Ha, I wish.