mama: hey, little dude, what's your full name?
little dude: gideon eugene GET OUT OF THAT BATHROOM!
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Monday, June 08, 2009
Sunday, May 31, 2009
swimming suits.
upon finding my kids in the backyard in buckets and random swimming suits...
mama: um...what's going on?
mia: gideon is wearing my swimming suit and he looks like a girl. and i fit into your suit.
mama: oh, ok.
she totally didn't fit in my suit. her bootie hung out the back. and yes, gideon looked like a girl.
mama: um...what's going on?
mia: gideon is wearing my swimming suit and he looks like a girl. and i fit into your suit.
mama: oh, ok.
she totally didn't fit in my suit. her bootie hung out the back. and yes, gideon looked like a girl.
snack
gideon: my penis is a snack.
mama: what was that, gideon?
gideon: i SAID... my penis. is. a snack! **sigh**
mama: oh, ok.
mama: what was that, gideon?
gideon: i SAID... my penis. is. a snack! **sigh**
mama: oh, ok.
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
debating with a toddler.
she'll win every time, i tell ya.
mia used to love cheese. only ate cheese. cheese cheese cheese cheese cheese. (of course she didn't poop for like a year but that's a different story) will she eat cheese now? no. "i don't like cheese, mama. when i'm grown up i will like it, but not now. i'm a little girl."
tonight i tried to explain to mia that there was cheese in her macaroni and cheese and that she liked to eat the cheese sauce so she likes cheese! no. no, she does NOT like cheese. she likes macaroni and cheese and that is made of the tiny cheese in the sauce. so there. no cheese for mia.
mia used to love cheese. only ate cheese. cheese cheese cheese cheese cheese. (of course she didn't poop for like a year but that's a different story) will she eat cheese now? no. "i don't like cheese, mama. when i'm grown up i will like it, but not now. i'm a little girl."
tonight i tried to explain to mia that there was cheese in her macaroni and cheese and that she liked to eat the cheese sauce so she likes cheese! no. no, she does NOT like cheese. she likes macaroni and cheese and that is made of the tiny cheese in the sauce. so there. no cheese for mia.
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
mia-isms
#1
mia: i have a question.
dad: what is your question mia?
mia: don't talk about ducks.
#2
not today daddy, maybe tomorrow (while shaking her finger at you).
mia: i have a question.
dad: what is your question mia?
mia: don't talk about ducks.
#2
not today daddy, maybe tomorrow (while shaking her finger at you).
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
mia logic.
mia: i have a question.
me: what's your question, mia?
mia: don't touch my stuff. what's my next question, mom?
mia: i have an idea.
me: what's your idea, mia?
mia: don't eat my snack.
me: what's your question, mia?
mia: don't touch my stuff. what's my next question, mom?
mia: i have an idea.
me: what's your idea, mia?
mia: don't eat my snack.
Thursday, November 30, 2006
more bits and pieces of life with mia
per usual it we have not been good about updating on a regular basis so here is your dump of mia bits and pieces:
too much
any time you tell mia "i love you" now she will respond with "i love you TOO much". which? come on - that's the sweetest thing in the whole world and knowing that she came up with it on her own? makes me cry everytime.
pronouns
mia's been learning her pronouns lately (why?) and has to assign everything a him/her/he/she/it title. she gets a little hung up on the boy/girl thing but once she gets it she can't stop. charlie is now HIM and that bowl over there? that's HIS. crazy.
no....
she likes to run through a list of impossibles before giving a correct answer these days.
us: mia, where are your socks?
mia: i ate them? no.... charlie ate them? no.... in the car? no... in my room! silly mia.
not listening.
when mia's being "bad" she will come and ask you "i listening?" and then tell you that no, she is not listening. then she will giggle her evil giggle. so it's obvious that she knows what she's not supposed to be doing - she just gets a kick out of not being a good listener. little rebel.
too much
any time you tell mia "i love you" now she will respond with "i love you TOO much". which? come on - that's the sweetest thing in the whole world and knowing that she came up with it on her own? makes me cry everytime.
***
pronouns
mia's been learning her pronouns lately (why?) and has to assign everything a him/her/he/she/it title. she gets a little hung up on the boy/girl thing but once she gets it she can't stop. charlie is now HIM and that bowl over there? that's HIS. crazy.
***
no....
she likes to run through a list of impossibles before giving a correct answer these days.
us: mia, where are your socks?
mia: i ate them? no.... charlie ate them? no.... in the car? no... in my room! silly mia.
***
not listening.
when mia's being "bad" she will come and ask you "i listening?" and then tell you that no, she is not listening. then she will giggle her evil giggle. so it's obvious that she knows what she's not supposed to be doing - she just gets a kick out of not being a good listener. little rebel.
Saturday, November 18, 2006
the rules
we've been working on "the rules" with mia as of late. i know that might sound kind of crazy since she's only 2 and whatever. but you know what? the kid needs some rules and i need a reason to tell her to get her damned finger out of her nose and stop screaming at people. and so i give you "the rules."
Monday, November 06, 2006
"i talk a lot!"
that's what josh and i heard when mia took a break from her constant chatter the other night. she was jabbering on and on and on and on (per usual) while josh and i were having our own conversation and then she paused (which shocked us both) and then told us "i talk a lot!" and immediately went back to the jabbering. i don't think josh and i have shared a laugh like that in a long long time.
"who broke it?" her latest question. if we come across something that she's done she'll ask us. if we come across something she doesn't think should be like it is she'll ask us. and sometimes? well sometimes she'll just ask us for no apparent reason. of course.
"where's (fill in the blank)?" where's daddy (she asks josh)? or mia (she asks anyone)? and on and on until we've all been accounted for.
"my uncle ben" mia found a photo of my youngest brother when he was in 1st grade (he's a senior in high school now, HI, BEN!) and has been carrying nit around with her insisting that it's her uncle ben and that she has to talk to him. all. the. time. unfortunately uncle ben is a teenager which means that he's either never home or sleeping. hee.
***
"who broke it?" her latest question. if we come across something that she's done she'll ask us. if we come across something she doesn't think should be like it is she'll ask us. and sometimes? well sometimes she'll just ask us for no apparent reason. of course.
***
"where's (fill in the blank)?" where's daddy (she asks josh)? or mia (she asks anyone)? and on and on until we've all been accounted for.
***
"my uncle ben" mia found a photo of my youngest brother when he was in 1st grade (he's a senior in high school now, HI, BEN!) and has been carrying nit around with her insisting that it's her uncle ben and that she has to talk to him. all. the. time. unfortunately uncle ben is a teenager which means that he's either never home or sleeping. hee.
***
and just because we haven't talked about it for a while...POOP! mia's been pooping almost every day for over a week now. without crying! it's taken a year but i think she might finally be rounding the corner on her fear and trouble with the pooping. thank the lord! she's even just gone ahead and pooped without warning or mention 3 times while she was on the toilet peeing. i know that some of you might be thinking "so what? my kid poops all damned day without telling me." well ours doesn't. ours cries. goes 2-4 days between poops and hasn't pooped in her diaper (besides last month when she was sick) in a year. it's exciting times at our house. viva la poop!
Friday, October 20, 2006
oh mia, you're so good at being 2.
so mia's 2 now, did we mention that? and so far? so far it's not terrible at all. i mean sure, she's way more independent lately, but that's to be expected. she's still not having full blown tantrums, though. i imagine she's saving that for when the baby gets here. so let's enjoy her now :).
mia is finally tall enough to open the door to her room on her own and this only means that she has figured out how to stay out of bed as long as possible at night. once she's asleep she's golden, it's getting her there that's a challenge. she's learned that the following things will keep us in the room with her:
- snuggle me
- potty
- i peed (different from needing to go, and she knows it)
- i poop (liar!!)
- kisses, mama
- where charlie go?
the other day my belly was particularly stretched to the limit and i was really veiny. while mia and i were sitting on the couch watching elmo i pulled up my shirt so she could see #2 moving around. of course the baby stopped moving right away (it's first game of hide and seek!) but mia stared on anyway. then she poked me in the belly and asked me "who colored mama?" she wouldn't drop it, either. wanted me to wash up.
we played hookie as a family last week and went up to apple hill to pick pumpkins and what not. mia had her very first face professional face painting. i wasn't sure she would sit still once she realized that a stranger was going to be touching her but she was so enthralled by the paints that she sat stone still the whole time. of course, she didn't smile, either, but that's ok. didn't she look cool?
of course, as soon as we got in the car she upended her sippy cup of water on her arm (also painted) and rubbed it all off. we had left the pumpkin patch and there was no longer a need for the body paint, apparently. she's so my kid.
she's a talker, this one. she's been talking since she was about 11 months old so it's not really a surprise. what is a surprise is that she never shuts up. and that she speaks in complete sentences. all. the. time. no really. all the time. it's like having a voiceover for your whole life when you're with her. she comments on every little thing around her. and yes, i know at some point she is going to stop talking to me all together and i should appreciate it now. but dude. all. the. time.
she reminds me of her uncle ben when he was her age. the constant smiling and talking. never upset, always smiling. always talking. and her imagination is picking up, too. not quite like ben's did but still. it's pretty amazing to see her making things up and playing on her own with her toys and telling me all about something that she's imagined.
***
mia is finally tall enough to open the door to her room on her own and this only means that she has figured out how to stay out of bed as long as possible at night. once she's asleep she's golden, it's getting her there that's a challenge. she's learned that the following things will keep us in the room with her:
- snuggle me
- potty
- i peed (different from needing to go, and she knows it)
- i poop (liar!!)
- kisses, mama
- where charlie go?
***
the other day my belly was particularly stretched to the limit and i was really veiny. while mia and i were sitting on the couch watching elmo i pulled up my shirt so she could see #2 moving around. of course the baby stopped moving right away (it's first game of hide and seek!) but mia stared on anyway. then she poked me in the belly and asked me "who colored mama?" she wouldn't drop it, either. wanted me to wash up.
***
we played hookie as a family last week and went up to apple hill to pick pumpkins and what not. mia had her very first face professional face painting. i wasn't sure she would sit still once she realized that a stranger was going to be touching her but she was so enthralled by the paints that she sat stone still the whole time. of course, she didn't smile, either, but that's ok. didn't she look cool?
of course, as soon as we got in the car she upended her sippy cup of water on her arm (also painted) and rubbed it all off. we had left the pumpkin patch and there was no longer a need for the body paint, apparently. she's so my kid.
***
she's a talker, this one. she's been talking since she was about 11 months old so it's not really a surprise. what is a surprise is that she never shuts up. and that she speaks in complete sentences. all. the. time. no really. all the time. it's like having a voiceover for your whole life when you're with her. she comments on every little thing around her. and yes, i know at some point she is going to stop talking to me all together and i should appreciate it now. but dude. all. the. time.
she reminds me of her uncle ben when he was her age. the constant smiling and talking. never upset, always smiling. always talking. and her imagination is picking up, too. not quite like ben's did but still. it's pretty amazing to see her making things up and playing on her own with her toys and telling me all about something that she's imagined.
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
the people's chicken and other bits.
mia has been learning the difference between what people do and what every thing else does. people, by the way, do quite a lot. every day she tells me something that people do, not charlie. and not the rocks, and not the plants, and so on and so forth. and then there are all the people out and about doing things! all the peolpes are eating! all the peoples are walking! the peoples are quite busy, it seems.
yesterday we were at ross returning some shoes and she passed by a basket of crap and a chicken caught her eye. i told her the chicken wasn't hers and we kept walking. as we walked she told me all about how it was "the people's chicken, mama. not mia's."
last night josh asked mia for a hug and kiss as she was on her way to bed and without so much as slowing down she told him "next time."
josh has taught mia that when we're stuck in traffic she should yell at all the other cars "get of the way, cars!" it's only funny for a minute.
she up and grew on us all of the sudden. mia has been stuck in roughly the same size clothes and shoes for about 6-8 months now. which is fine with me. she has the tiniest little feet - so narrow and dainty. we just picked her up a few pairs of size 5s to get her through the fall/winter (she's been wearing a 4.5 to 5 without complaint, mind you) and decided to size her feet while we waited at the store on sunday. turns out we've been binding her feet. she's a 6 and we were told to buy her a 6.5 since she's growing. i'm still a little freaked out that she up and grew a size like overnight.
my baby is no longer a baby.
yesterday we were at ross returning some shoes and she passed by a basket of crap and a chicken caught her eye. i told her the chicken wasn't hers and we kept walking. as we walked she told me all about how it was "the people's chicken, mama. not mia's."
***
last night josh asked mia for a hug and kiss as she was on her way to bed and without so much as slowing down she told him "next time."
***
josh has taught mia that when we're stuck in traffic she should yell at all the other cars "get of the way, cars!" it's only funny for a minute.
***
she up and grew on us all of the sudden. mia has been stuck in roughly the same size clothes and shoes for about 6-8 months now. which is fine with me. she has the tiniest little feet - so narrow and dainty. we just picked her up a few pairs of size 5s to get her through the fall/winter (she's been wearing a 4.5 to 5 without complaint, mind you) and decided to size her feet while we waited at the store on sunday. turns out we've been binding her feet. she's a 6 and we were told to buy her a 6.5 since she's growing. i'm still a little freaked out that she up and grew a size like overnight.
my baby is no longer a baby.
Thursday, September 07, 2006
pretty boobies
yesterday mia woke up earlier than normal and i was home to greet her all bleary eyed and bed headed in the hall. i picked her up and she chirped a happy "good morning" to me. then she looked down at my chest and told me in the sweetest voice i've ever heard "pretty boobies, mama." and then she pet them for a long time. she really meant it and it made my day.
ok, she probably meant my shirt was pretty but i takes what i can get, people!
ok, she probably meant my shirt was pretty but i takes what i can get, people!
Thursday, July 27, 2006
she's a weirdo but she's ours.
it's funny the things mia will suddenly notice. things you thought she knew about before but apparently? not so much. this week mia noticed that josh is hairy. "hairy legs? hairy arms? hairy face? hairy neck? hairy head?" yes, josh is hairy. i compared him to the dog (who is also quite hairy) and she thought that was pretty cool. josh did not.
***
mia does not like josh being in the bathroom with her anymore. he has to wait at the door for her to finish. he is also not allowed to push the cart at the grocery store if i am around. she would rather sit still and try to make the cart move by swinging her legs back and forth than let daddy push the cart. it's mama's job.
***
mia's cousins came from texas to meet her and play 'til they dropped. ian is almost 4 and aidan is almost 2.5 and they are BOYS. they fit that "all boy" stereotype pretty well. sweet boys, yes. but boys that wrestle and fight and run and jump and get time out. mia was havnig a great time watching them play but was content to sit on the sidelines and not get hurt. silly boys.
the thing about older boys is that they go to time out. a lot. mia doesn't go to time out. (there was a time when we did the "think time" routine that her daycare was doing but her new daycare doesn't do that and she has since forgotten it. anyway...) after a day and a half of visiting mia came home, walked up and slapped me (not hard) right in the face and screamed out "TIME OUT!" i was shocked. i asked her if she wanted time out and she got very excited and squealed "YES!" thanks jen.
***
mia does not like josh being in the bathroom with her anymore. he has to wait at the door for her to finish. he is also not allowed to push the cart at the grocery store if i am around. she would rather sit still and try to make the cart move by swinging her legs back and forth than let daddy push the cart. it's mama's job.
***
mia's cousins came from texas to meet her and play 'til they dropped. ian is almost 4 and aidan is almost 2.5 and they are BOYS. they fit that "all boy" stereotype pretty well. sweet boys, yes. but boys that wrestle and fight and run and jump and get time out. mia was havnig a great time watching them play but was content to sit on the sidelines and not get hurt. silly boys.
the thing about older boys is that they go to time out. a lot. mia doesn't go to time out. (there was a time when we did the "think time" routine that her daycare was doing but her new daycare doesn't do that and she has since forgotten it. anyway...) after a day and a half of visiting mia came home, walked up and slapped me (not hard) right in the face and screamed out "TIME OUT!" i was shocked. i asked her if she wanted time out and she got very excited and squealed "YES!" thanks jen.
Thursday, June 29, 2006
we're alive!
we're just getting back to our normal routine after a short vacation with friends and a visit from mia's aunt jessica. boy are we ever tired. tired, i tell you!
aunt jess is the coolest!
jessica came to visit for 10 days and mia now has a new idol. within the first day i had been pushed aside in favor of "an jayca". it's amazing how similar teenagers and toddlers can be: they both giggle non stop, need naps in the middle of the day, eat like horses or not at all - but you never know which one it's gonna be, and completely wear you out.
aunt jessica is queen of the night-night game and i love her for it. it started back in december when we went home for christmas and has since evolved to a more complex game that includes "hiding". everyday since jess left mia runs into the living room as soon as we get home, lays her dog shaped pillow on the ground and throws a beanbag chair over her head. "nigh nigh. my hiding." followed by giggles and demands that you get under the beanbag chair with her. such a nerd.
jessica left on monday and we've been sad and lonely without her. mia is bored and i'm tired of crawling under the vinyl beanbag with her. please send her back, mom and dad.
to the beach!
we have been dying to get to the beach since we were invited months ago and the day finally arrived. we all piled in the car and drove the 5 hours straight to aptos, ca.
mia's a HUGE fan of the sandbox at school, loves the water and loves her friend, josie. sounds perfect, doesn't it?! umm...no. turns out our kid hates the beach. the water's too cold and the beach sand sticks to your body OH MY GOD GET IT OFF!!!!! sigh...maybe next year.
we spent one perfect and exhausting day with the kids at the monterey bay aquarium - i couldn't believe how much they loved it. we thought that they would acknowledge the fish but not be too overly excited by them and proably fall asleep in the stroller. man were we wrong.
there was running and screaming for "more fish! more penguins! shark!!" they even got to hang out in a giant penguin egg - how many of you can say you've done that?!
if i could take mia there everyday i would. it was that good.
ah but we had to go home. :( we spent our last day on the coast between santa cruz and san francisco. there was a lot of time spent in the car and mia didn't nap. she was cranky and whiny (which is odd for her, really). by the time we got home that night she was done with us all and ready for bed. as i was changing her into her pj's i thought she was a bit hot and dusted off the thermometer (she's never sick, you know).
103.7
holy. crap. so we loaded her up on tylenol and she sweat out whatever little bug she'd managed to pick up. thank goodness.
other things
barnacle - i think a week out of daycare really threw her for a loop and she ended up attached to me for nearly a week. and the whining, oh my god, make it stop! i even had to send her to her room the other day:
mia: waaa...
mom: stop whining or you can go to your room. do you want to go to your room?
mia: yes.
mom: ok, go to your room, see you later.
at which point mia went to her room, played for 5 minutes and came back a happier baby. hasn't happened since.
"i want it" - not quite as sweet and cute as her "thank you" but still pretty cute. except when it's combined with theh whining. then it sucks.
playdoh - mia's discovered playdoh. but playdoh isn't for making things. oh no. playdoh is for taking out of the container and putting back in the container. over and over again.
"red!" - everything is red. if you ask mia what color something is? red! what shape it is? red! what it IS? red!
***
i will leave you with a photo of mia and her friend, owen. the cutest kids in town.
aunt jess is the coolest!
jessica came to visit for 10 days and mia now has a new idol. within the first day i had been pushed aside in favor of "an jayca". it's amazing how similar teenagers and toddlers can be: they both giggle non stop, need naps in the middle of the day, eat like horses or not at all - but you never know which one it's gonna be, and completely wear you out.
aunt jessica is queen of the night-night game and i love her for it. it started back in december when we went home for christmas and has since evolved to a more complex game that includes "hiding". everyday since jess left mia runs into the living room as soon as we get home, lays her dog shaped pillow on the ground and throws a beanbag chair over her head. "nigh nigh. my hiding." followed by giggles and demands that you get under the beanbag chair with her. such a nerd.
jessica left on monday and we've been sad and lonely without her. mia is bored and i'm tired of crawling under the vinyl beanbag with her. please send her back, mom and dad.
to the beach!
we have been dying to get to the beach since we were invited months ago and the day finally arrived. we all piled in the car and drove the 5 hours straight to aptos, ca.
mia's a HUGE fan of the sandbox at school, loves the water and loves her friend, josie. sounds perfect, doesn't it?! umm...no. turns out our kid hates the beach. the water's too cold and the beach sand sticks to your body OH MY GOD GET IT OFF!!!!! sigh...maybe next year.
we spent one perfect and exhausting day with the kids at the monterey bay aquarium - i couldn't believe how much they loved it. we thought that they would acknowledge the fish but not be too overly excited by them and proably fall asleep in the stroller. man were we wrong.
there was running and screaming for "more fish! more penguins! shark!!" they even got to hang out in a giant penguin egg - how many of you can say you've done that?!
if i could take mia there everyday i would. it was that good.
ah but we had to go home. :( we spent our last day on the coast between santa cruz and san francisco. there was a lot of time spent in the car and mia didn't nap. she was cranky and whiny (which is odd for her, really). by the time we got home that night she was done with us all and ready for bed. as i was changing her into her pj's i thought she was a bit hot and dusted off the thermometer (she's never sick, you know).
103.7
holy. crap. so we loaded her up on tylenol and she sweat out whatever little bug she'd managed to pick up. thank goodness.
other things
barnacle - i think a week out of daycare really threw her for a loop and she ended up attached to me for nearly a week. and the whining, oh my god, make it stop! i even had to send her to her room the other day:
mia: waaa...
mom: stop whining or you can go to your room. do you want to go to your room?
mia: yes.
mom: ok, go to your room, see you later.
at which point mia went to her room, played for 5 minutes and came back a happier baby. hasn't happened since.
"i want it" - not quite as sweet and cute as her "thank you" but still pretty cute. except when it's combined with theh whining. then it sucks.
playdoh - mia's discovered playdoh. but playdoh isn't for making things. oh no. playdoh is for taking out of the container and putting back in the container. over and over again.
"red!" - everything is red. if you ask mia what color something is? red! what shape it is? red! what it IS? red!
***
i will leave you with a photo of mia and her friend, owen. the cutest kids in town.
Friday, June 02, 2006
mia did it!
this morning mia woke up a bit earlier than ususal so i didn't rush in to get her. after some initial grumblings she was quiet and i thought maybe she had gone back to sleep. and then i heard the giggling.
as i stood at her door i heard her exclaim "mia did it!" she sounded so pleased with herself and i couldn't think what she could have done form her crib. it took me a minute to realize what she had done - what had caused that huge smile on her face.
she had taken off her pajamas, removed her wet diaper and put her pajamas back on again. they were inside out, the pants were on backwards and she had shoved both her legs into one pant leg. the shirt wasn't completely on but she didn't seem to mind.
"mia did it!"
these are the mornings when i am reminded how lucky i am to be her mom.
as i stood at her door i heard her exclaim "mia did it!" she sounded so pleased with herself and i couldn't think what she could have done form her crib. it took me a minute to realize what she had done - what had caused that huge smile on her face.
she had taken off her pajamas, removed her wet diaper and put her pajamas back on again. they were inside out, the pants were on backwards and she had shoved both her legs into one pant leg. the shirt wasn't completely on but she didn't seem to mind.
"mia did it!"
these are the mornings when i am reminded how lucky i am to be her mom.
Thursday, May 25, 2006
mamma jamma. damnit.
for the past 2 weeks mia has been saying "damnit". at first we thought it was just something that sounded like damnit. surely our little angel hadn't picked up a curse word from her parents. no, that wasn't it at all. but then the pronunciation and context couldn't be ignored.
she would be playing with her something and when she couldn't get it to do what she wanted she would scowl and say "damnit". "uh-oh" has been replaced by "damnit" whenshe drops things. she tells the dog "damnit". sigh...it's all my fault.
but during the past 4 days there has been another development. now she says something like "damma" at random things. it's not damnit but it also has no meaning. it is the first word she's used that we can't put a meaning to. she screams it while she points at the counter, looks otu the window, eats her food, runs in circles....there's no pattern.
mia: damma!!
me: pajamas?
mia: yeah. damma!!
me: frogs?
mia: yeah. damma!!
me: mamma jamma?
mia: yeah!!!
my only guess is that josie has taught her a bit of her crazy language.
damnit.
she would be playing with her something and when she couldn't get it to do what she wanted she would scowl and say "damnit". "uh-oh" has been replaced by "damnit" whenshe drops things. she tells the dog "damnit". sigh...it's all my fault.
but during the past 4 days there has been another development. now she says something like "damma" at random things. it's not damnit but it also has no meaning. it is the first word she's used that we can't put a meaning to. she screams it while she points at the counter, looks otu the window, eats her food, runs in circles....there's no pattern.
mia: damma!!
me: pajamas?
mia: yeah. damma!!
me: frogs?
mia: yeah. damma!!
me: mamma jamma?
mia: yeah!!!
my only guess is that josie has taught her a bit of her crazy language.
damnit.
Friday, May 19, 2006
low attention span.
mia loves for us to sing to her. she's particularly fond of "wheels on the bus" and will spin her hands around each other and insist "mama. bus." and so we sing:
us: the wheels on the bus go round and round..round and...
mia: shh. shh. (finger touching nose)
us: the mommies on the bus say...
mia: daddy. shh. daddy.
us: the daddies on the bus say shh...
mia: woof.
us: the doggies on the bus say woof...
mia: mama! la la la (the cue to sing the elmo song)
and so on and so forth. she can't be bothered to hear the whole verse. i suppose i should be grateful that i don't have to sing the whole song but geez, she's so rude sometimes. :)
us: the wheels on the bus go round and round..round and...
mia: shh. shh. (finger touching nose)
us: the mommies on the bus say...
mia: daddy. shh. daddy.
us: the daddies on the bus say shh...
mia: woof.
us: the doggies on the bus say woof...
mia: mama! la la la (the cue to sing the elmo song)
and so on and so forth. she can't be bothered to hear the whole verse. i suppose i should be grateful that i don't have to sing the whole song but geez, she's so rude sometimes. :)
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
bossy miss
mia woke up from her nap yesterday screaching. which meant that she woke me up from my nap (which was quite rude but i will forgive her because she's so cute). i brought her back into my bed to grab a few more minutes of sleep and after gifting me an additional 15 minutes in bed (not sleeping, mind you - there is much to much poking me in the eye and giggling to be done) she'd had enough.
"up, mama!" (poke poke)
"a GO!"
"no blanket! NONONO!!" (yanking blanket off of me)
"UP!"
yes, mia. of course, mia.
"up, mama!" (poke poke)
"a GO!"
"no blanket! NONONO!!" (yanking blanket off of me)
"UP!"
yes, mia. of course, mia.
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