Should I be worried?

Yesterday before dinner O was acting as if her shirt was itching her.  Then she said "I'm just going to take my shirt off"  I asked why and she said.  "I just want to see my boobies.  Look mommy there are my boobies.  Look Daddy there are my boobies."  All the while grabbing at her boobs.  Please don't let this become a thing she does. 

Christmas is coming

So Christmas is coming and O wants a Thomas Choo Choo from Santa.  We took her to see Santa and she became very shy which is funny since Santa pretty much looks like Grandpa John except fatter.  At least the mall has gotten smart about it and put the girls on a chair and had Santa sit behind them.  O was so upset after we left that she didn't actually tell Santa she wanted a choo choo because she was scared of him.  We told her Tim told Santa(which he did).  O is starting to understand the whole Christmas thing but it is not quite working because she is not easily dismissed by the idea that if she is naughty we will tell Santa not to bring her what she wants.  Stella as of Saturday is growing four new teeth.  They make her very unhappy easily but in all reality she is taking it with stride only really getting pink cheeks from rubbing them a lot and she does like to scream.  (I'm pretty sure that is more about her hearing her own voice instead of being frustrated).  Stella didn't ask for anything specifically from Santa but she also did not like to sit on his lap.  Stella has been quite the chatter lately and talks with such inflection that I swear in her head she is saying just what she is supposed to.  I think she is going to be very smart.  I am biased.  O is starting to become part of the terrible threes and a drama queen to boot.  She has such the imagination and I am looking for ways for her to have an outlet to work creatively.  She knows when she is being a stinker which is making life very difficult.  The other day she went into the pantry, told me "I just need something OK"  I told her no you don't just need something so she took all of the plastic silverware out and threw it all over the kitchen.  When I told her to clean it up she looked at me and yelled "You pick it up"  then she was put in her room for timeout.  When I told her she was done she sat at her door and said I'm not ready to be done because I'm not picking those up.  Finally she was ready but it took some coaxing I am dreading this three thing.  On the other hand I have sweet Stella who I knew from birth would be a handful so I know she will eventually turn into a bigger goofball than O.  L is currently cruising around the furniture and will walk a few steps from person to person but she is slow going which in a way is just fine by me.