All day long Brooklyn has been convincing me she is part Hulk. Why?
She rips her clothes off any time she can (granted, this is probably due to her itchy eczema skin, but...)
She can let out the most massive roar when she is unhappy. Like a possessed werewolf. It's usually when I'm trying to do something sadistic like change her diaper or put her down so I can make her a bottle of milk.
She has more strength than I can imagine possible for a 10 1/2 month old. She's like an ant who can lift ridiculous times her weight.
And the most impressive: she eats like a monster. I kid you not, she and I had the same portion sizes for dinner tonight. The kid ate an entire chicken breast. With two teeth.
If there isn't already a reality show for baby super heroes, we need one. Brooklyn is destined for stardom :)