Hazel celebrated Guy Fawke's Day with several successful plots to take down Sabrina. And everytime I pried Sabrina's hair/glasses out of her iron grip, she would look at me and cry and cry like she was the victim here. She's got her act down. There's nothing more we can do to prepare her for Daycare. She can successfully take down a 3-year-old, get the toy, and have a legitimate looking innocent face at the end of it.
Ate: waffles, olives, and mum mums at noon, 6 oz at 1. 6oz at 4:15
Slept: Successfully fell asleep drinking said bottle at 1! Slept until 2:20.
Blowout poop at 2:40. (she needs a new alternate outfit in the bag. Poopy shirt in plastic bag.)
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