All of this actually happened a few months ago, and the growth records of the baby bees are seriously lagging behind. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoSorry!

Little Bee's classmates, whether Chinese or American, have always said that she looks like a doll, and the reason is estimated that she has always been relatively thin and does not have the fat characteristic of babies. But she eats a lot, pulls a lot, and is very active, and every time she has a routine checkup, her weight is only 10-20% of that of girls of the same age in the United States, and tadpoles are 80%-90% of them that year.

She is much more difficult to deal with than tadpoles, and of course tadpoles are not fuel-efficient lamps. The girl has a hot temper, moves quickly, is jealous, and often clapps her hands in anger, like ants on a hot pot. Even often rolling on the ground, seeing that my father's jaw almost fell off, said that the tadpole began to roll at the age of one and a half years, at that time my father lamented: The tadpole's terribletwo came six months in advance. This little bee is only one year and two months old? Could it be that terribletwo came 10 months earlier?

When her mother hugged her, she quickly tore off one of her mother's sapphire stud earrings, and she couldn't find it. Since then, my mother has not dared to wear earrings for a long time.

I fight with cats every day, and I often get a blood mark on my face, or a bruise.

I often threw my mother's mobile phone, charger, baby bottle, hairpin, etc. into the trash, and threw it into the hole in the wall behind the computer desk (the computer line), so that my mother couldn't find it by rummaging through the cabinets, and finally took the big shelf in the kitchen to clip it out. Later, my father could only seal the hole, and the girl picked it with her hand for a long time, screaming.

Together with the tadpoles, the blinds in my parents' bedroom were broken, and my father spent a long time repairing them. I've broken it many times, and I've been taught it repeatedly, and I'm still happy with it.

She often rummages through the trash cans when she has nothing to do, rummages through all the cabinets and drawers she can reach at home, likes to chew small hairpins, throws the clothes in her mother's drawers into the trash, throws her father's stinky socks all over the floor or chews them in her mouth for a long time, which doesn't taste good. I especially like to play with the wires of the TV, the remote control, etc., often break the TV, and the tadpole and I can't see the TV, so we can only wait for my father to come back to repair it.

When my mother entered the cloakroom, I locked my mother inside, and I laughed proudly outside

I broke my mother's glasses off my legs, and I had no choice but to get new glasses. But about a month later, I broke the new glasses into several sections! I went to get glasses again! I was distressed, and the glasses in the United States were expensive, and they cost hundreds of dollars a pair. He also broke the tadpole's sunglasses. Now we guard against the little girl like a thief all day long, and we also use tadpoles to supervise her. Don't say it, tadpoles work. Many times, he stopped the little bee from doing bad things and helped his parents recover a lot of losses.

When my mother opened the refrigerator to get milk, the girl quickly reached out and took an egg from the refrigerator, and took a bite open, eating raw eggs! The tadpole's heroic deed that year was to eat ladybugs raw and eat them twice.

The little bee is very fond of music, and whenever and wherever the music plays, the girl will writhe and dance to the rhythm of the music. One night Sister Tadpole was playing music to practice dancing, Tadpole changed into pajamas and sat on the sofa watching TV, and the little bee danced to her sister's music. Suddenly, she walked up to the tadpole, grabbed the tadpole's two feet without saying a word, swayed with the music, danced very intoxicated, closed her eyes for a while, twisted her buttocks, and swayed her head to the rhythm of the music, which made my sister and me happy. The tadpole looked at her sister, and watched TV as if nothing had happened, letting her hold her feet and toss.

The two of them often work together to do bad things, and the mother trains two people at the same time, and the two of them fight against their parents together! Although the little bee is not very good at talking at that time, she screams loudly in support of the tadpole.

Driving them out, the two of them sat in their respective safety seats in the car, spitting at each other, purring and screaming. Kill me this driver!

One day the little bee did something bad again, and the mother was so angry that she grabbed her and put her in the corner, and the lion roared in Hedong: Youtimeout (you, reflect). The girl looked at her mother's face, and suddenly got up, hugged her mother and kissed her, and said while kissing: Hey, Mommy, hey, Mommy. Dare to love you full of anger, people laugh and laugh. In fact, she is only a little over a year old, and she can't perform TIMEOUT, usually until she is 2 years old. Now the punishment, she doesn't understand at all, it's useless.

The girl often sits on the floor, eats a puff (a baby snack), clapps her hands and spun her whole body, eats another one, and clapps her hands in a circle. I can't keep my mouth shut when I am happy with my father.

I also like to steal food from cat Cali, as evidenced by a photo (taken by a mobile phone)

At first, the girl was a little angel and was driving a car. After a while, he became a little devil

First, the cat's basin was overturned, and the cat was so anxious that he had no water to drink, so he could only play with the ball

Then he ran to his sister's cloakroom and began to steal the cat's food. The girl didn't eat it secretly, she had to eat it several times a day for a while, and it was useless for her parents to train her several times. After that time, I stopped eating

Girl, is the cat's food delicious? It's okay, Mom, it's just a little hard, and I have the right to grind my teeth. You don't need to buy me teething crackers.

Here's the story my sister told.

One day, the little bee slipped into her sister's room, and while walking to her sister's cloakroom, she smiled like a cute little angel with a flattering face, and tentatively called her sister's name: Katie, Katie. Does that mean sister, can I go into your cloakroom? Steal some of the cat's rations? My sister said solemnly, "No!" The girl immediately cried and reluctantly stopped, and after walking around her sister's room, she still did not give up and refused to leave. Two minutes later, the old trick was repeated, and he called out again with a flattering face: katie, katie. My sister resolutely said no! Now the girl had no choice, so she had to leave with a sad face. The girl knows very well in her heart that this is her sister's territory, and she has to listen to her sister.

Little bees eat noodles

The girl ate for a while and began to play and eat half-eat.

Sister, do you want to try it? Actually, the tadpole itself has already eaten it

Even my thumb is delicious!

Girl, how do you eat diced meat to your nose?

My mother reminded her for a long time, but the girl didn't care at all, and she ate it correctly

The little bee likes to wipe his mouth with a napkin that has been wiped by a tadpole, and he also uses the one used by his mother, and his hands are so fast that you can't stop them. Even if you hand her a clean napkin, she doesn't use it. Oops, what a thrifty good boy to help parents save money!

Often when two people are playing, they hear the little bee crying, and the mother shouts: tadpoles... Before the words were spoken, the little bee immediately began to fight tadpoles, probably thinking that his mother had his own support. The mother hurriedly said no to her, and the girl immediately began to hug the tadpole, and the tadpole often shouted: Idonotwanthug.Stopit. I don't want to hug). But the little bee still hugged her affectionately, and at the same time looked back at her mother. It seems that the girl is very good at observing words and feelings, and sees the wind and steers.

Every time she sees a tadpole crying, the little bee will fake crying with her whenever and wherever she is. Her expression was not sad at all, she just opened her mouth and howled, while playing with the toys in her hands. It felt like she just wanted to show her sympathy. Very funny.

Not long after moving to a new house last year, the 1-year-old bee began to walk slowly, and began to wander around the house to do bad things, especially like to rummage through drawers and cabinets, which made me have a headache. My husband went to the baby store to buy some things, and planned to put them in the drawer, but when the drawer was opened, it would get stuck, and he had to put his finger in it and press it before he could open it, thinking that he could stop the girl from opening the drawer and rummaging through it. That night, my father spent a long time trying to install 2 of the girl's favorite 2 drawers, and said to his wife who was washing the dishes proudly: I will go to the toilet first, and it is estimated that she will not be able to open the drawer for the little bee. A few minutes later, when my mother had finished washing the dishes, she found that the two drawers had been opened and the contents were thrown to the ground! After a while, I saw that the girl ran over again, and I followed behind. I watched the little bee open the drawer a little first, and when she saw that the drawer was stuck, she put her finger on the card and pressed it gently, and then opened the whole drawer! I quickly called my husband to come and see. Daddy was sweating down, and he didn't need to fit the other drawers!

The little bee has been following the tadpole into the bathroom for a while, pointing to the toilet and saying: poo, pee (poop, pee) When the tadpole sits on the toilet, the girl has a lot of affection to feed the tadpole to eat, and the tadpole says no, but the little bee insists on feeding. The tadpole had to push his sister away, and the little bee was stubborn enough to feed. It went on for a while, and at last the tadpole shouted, "Go away, don't disturb me." and cried to my mother. Poor tadpole, every time I go to the toilet, I am tossed by my sister. In fact, not only tadpoles, but every time my old mother goes to the toilet, 2 villains have to follow in and toss my mother, and there will be no peace!

Not only that, but the little bee often secretly ran to the edge of the toilet by herself, put her hand in the toilet to wash, and then put her hand in her mouth to smash it, and said with an intoxicated face: yummy! (delicious) Even when she saw her mother running over to pull her, she also raised her hand for her mother to taste! You really can't prevent it! In fact, what my mother is most worried about is that the girl directly buries her head in the toilet and drinks the water in the toilet. It seems that there is no such thing as to this day. Mom thinks that the girl sees that we all use the bathroom, she has never used it herself, and she still carries diapers, so she is very curious and interested in the toilet.

One day I saw the mother deer passing by in front of my house with the baby deer, and the girl was so excited that she pointed to the fawn and said, "bigcat!" and chased after her. Oh, our daughters are so talented, they actually "refer to the deer as a cat"! (not referring to the deer as a horse) (To be continued.) )