Monday, April 18, 2011

A Deal

DADDY:

Lately, you've been using the phrase "Hey, I know a deal" whenever you're negotiating with us. "Is that a deal?" "I know a deal." It's just pretty doggon cute watching you try to come up with compromises that make sense and get what you want. And oftentimes, your ideas are good enough that we'll go with it and you follow through on your end of the bargain. You're a woman of your word. Usually.

Knuckles

Mommy: I'm quite pregnant and I have been even more clumsy than usual. I had just parked the car in the Target parking lot. I was trying to take my wedding ring off so I could put hand cream on and my ring flew out of my hand and landed down in the seat belt cover between the seat and a plastic screwed on cover. You could instantly tell something had happened and I explained where my ring went.

I could see the diamonds glimmering up at me but they were out of reach in that small space with any sort of tool or object I could find in the car. After some of my attempts, you were in your car seat and made a fist saying, "See these are called knuckles," while pointing to your knuckles, "mine are smaller than yours and so my knuckles can fit in there. You get me out and I'll try. Is that a deal?"

I did let you try but you quickly figured out that even with your small knuckles, it wasn't possible for you to reach the ring.

The ring was extracted when we got back to the apartment and daddy got tools to get it out. Thank goodness!!!

Some Community of Faith Experiences

Mommy: We went to a prayer meeting for the new church campus starting up. You were adorable.

- I said people were waiting to pray before we could eat. You bowed your head and started praying for food.

- When the prayer meeting started they did a short intro prayer and you got down on your knees and rested on your elbows with your head down. No one else was doing this and I don't know where you have seen it before.

- During the music time spun around in the open space and danced. You also brought Miss Sarah (your college-aged buddy) out to dance with you.

- There was a girl on stage singing to lead the music time. You were looking at her and said something about when you get growed-up you are going to be on the stage.

- As we left I was talking to you about what disruptive meant (we left early because it was just me and you and you were making lots of noise and trying to talk to Miss Sarah so it was distracting). I was telling you about how we try to be quiet when someone is speaking. You proceeded to tell me about your class at church and how you only need to be quiet during the storytime and Miss Traci doesn't speak into a "black thing" (microphone), she just uses her mouth and then Gizmo comes out of his red box.

Sunday, April 17, 2011

Plethora of Pinatas

DADDY: You were at a birthday party for our landlords' daughter Athena, 2 years old.

They started hitting the pinatas, and I tried to coach you on the skills of candy/toy scavenging.

Then when the thing exploded and the frenzy began, you were so slow in the cutest way possible. You'd pick up a squirt gun and carefully examine it, investigating how it works. While kids around you stormed for toys.

And when you found the slide whistle, you casually figured it out. All said, you got like 5 toys and candies. But you were joyful.

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Elephant

Mommy: You got out of the shower and I wrapped you in a gray towel. I stood you up on the stool so I could do your hair while it was still wet. You looked at yourself, chuckled, and said, "I look like an elephant because elephants are naked." I think it might have had something to do with the gray connection also. :~)

Monday, April 11, 2011

Naked Chicken

Mommy:
While getting ready to take a shower, I took out your pigtails. This left your hair sticking up as though you still had untamed pigtails. You could see your reflection in the mirror above the sink and exclaimed, "I look like a naked chicken!" You proceeded to make noises in your throat that sounded somewhat similar to a chicken.