My Crazy Koala

This Post is going to be about my three year old aka, the Koala. 

It seems that people like to read about our misadventures, so here goes.

She is at this very moment telling me that I am such a big baby. She says this because she is trying to push me out of the desk chair so she can take control of the computer. 

The other night, she woke up claiming she had to "poop" I get her into the bathroom where after a few minutes she screams that she can't poop because her potty training broke. Then you hear her magazine fall on the floor, and she starts screaming from behind the door because she can't poop without her magazine, and she can't reach to pick it up! This was at about five in the morning!

She wakes me up every morning by beating me up, and boy is she a tough little cookie!

She just turned three, but is the size of a five year old! 

She claims to have a boyfriend named John, who in actuality is a garden statue of a boy fishing. She will sit next to him in the garden for hours, talking, and giving kisses. Nobody else is allowed to talk to John without clearing it with her first!

She is preoccupied with taking baths. She would live in the tub if I let her. I will give her a bath before dinner because she is grimy from playing outside. Then she will rub her dinner into her hair, just so I am forced to run another bath! 

She dances and sings all the time which is great and funny to watch. She even dances in her sleep, which I have to admit, throws me every time I see it. Maybe she has epilepsy??? I know she doesn't, but that's what it looks like when a three year old bust a move while fast asleep.

She gives attitude, and Never backs down from a fight! I wish I had half of her guts. 

She truly believes I am Pocahontas and I adore her for that!

She is very cuddly when she wants to be, and will just cling to you like a Koala bear, hence the name.

I spend more time with her than with anyone else on this planet. 

Gotta go, she is demanding to watch Spice world for the nine millionth time!