What is she: daddy's girl or mama's?

I just wanted to clear up, if there is any doubt in anyone's mind, Karly is Nate's daughter. She is also definitely mine.

Example 1: Karly talks. A lot. About everything. She tells me what she's doing and where daddy is and what her book is about and what she wants to eat and about the airplanes and on and on. My mother-in-law has told me on countless occasions (and I have, obviously, experienced this) that Nate was a chatty child. Even when no one was listening, he was talking. :)

Nate's child.

Example 2: Karly sings ALL DAY LONG. Most of the time I love it (and actually get so used to it I don't notice it), but when I'm on the phone on an important call, it's really hard to love. I have a terrific video of one of her songs (which I'm convinced it complete gibberish with a few real words scattered in), but she's only in her underwear so the blogger world doesn't get to see it.

Alisa's child.

Example 3: Pennies. Karly has recently become OBSESSED with pennies. She sleeps with one in her hand (and often wakes up with it in her hand - if not, she asks where it is). She carries one around all day and a VERY common phrase in our house right now is "where's my penny?" She's getting a piggy bank and 100 pennies for Christmas. :)

Nate's child.

Example 4: Normal children sleep with a baby doll or stuffed animal or blanket. Something soft, right? My child sleeps with a book. She picks out a book every night (it varies, but is often One Fish, Two Fish by Dr. Suess) and seriously cuddles with it much of the night. So weird.

??? child. Neither of us sleep with books. But I guess we both of love reading, so Nate and Alisa's child. :)

Example 5: She loves to be tickled. Not like my brother tickles where you can't breathe, but softly tickled on her legs, back, arms, neck. I will occasionally make the mistake of tickling her lightly somewhere and for 20 minutes, she'll say "tickle my neck? tickle my legs? tickle my back?" I can only tickle for so long child. It reminds me of my grandma though. She was good at that.

Alisa's child.

So you see, Karly is ours. I love this age. I seriously laugh so much during the day (granted, I cry and get frustrated too - I swear it's like her ears just stop working sometimes and ONLY when I ask her to do something she doesn't want to :D). There's drama too, but she's just so fun!