I have learned lately that my OCD tendencies are starting to rub off on my daughter. Not a good thing necessarily, but what can I do about it? Bailey will drink MORE liquid when it comes in a juice box than a sippy cup. Same drink, say apple juice, but different container. Why? I have no idea. But since I want her to drink liquids, I give her the juice box (even though my OCD tendency screams, "But you will make a bigger mess with a juice box!") Big deal, hire a carpet cleaner. 
And this is just pretty funny. I ask Bailey to show me her teeth and this is what I get. Almost looks like a mug shot at the cop shop. When I ask her to smile, she squints instead.
These are the funny quirks about my daughter that I grow to love more and more each day. Now, if I could only learn to love the middle of the night screaming or the "I peed in my pants," I commonly hear, I would be in good shape.
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