This weekend we were fixing up some things around the house since we've decided to officially get it on the market in the next month or so. We were clearing out the storage room downstairs and little bug was bopping around pulling things apart. I look up and see her walking down the front hallway with a stuffed animal in her right hand and daddy's power drill in her left. I guess it was time for some surgery.
Later that day we were in the master bathroom talking and we turn around to see little bug holding a cup of grout and stirring it with a stick, calmly while she was listening to us. It is amazing what she can get a hold of in a few seconds.
When I get home from work she usually wants to wear my high heels, necklace, and work badge while she bops around the house. Tonight she made me sit in the corner next to the couch while little bug grabbed two cups and a plate. She handed me the cup and asked "coffee?" then handed me the plate, "cookie?". So we sat in the corner eating our make-believe cookies and coffee.
I pretended to ask the imaginary server to please have another cup of coffee. Little bug had the more direct route. She stood up, put her cup in the air and yelled, "COFFEE".
Next lesson = manners.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Friday, April 24, 2009
True Fortunes
Little bug and I were eating Chinese food the other night and I opened up our fortune cookies. I read little bug her fortune which was something about building something new, handed her the cookie and she munched away.
Her eyes lit up when I pulled out the second Fortune Cookie. I opened mine and it said, "you will bring sunshine into someone's life". I asked her if it was true.
With her eyes still locked on the cookie, she nodded her head, yes. I handed her my cookie and she gave me the biggest grin, full of half eaten fortune cookie and she said, "mommy".
Guess my fortune came true, all it took was a cookie.
Her eyes lit up when I pulled out the second Fortune Cookie. I opened mine and it said, "you will bring sunshine into someone's life". I asked her if it was true.
With her eyes still locked on the cookie, she nodded her head, yes. I handed her my cookie and she gave me the biggest grin, full of half eaten fortune cookie and she said, "mommy".
Guess my fortune came true, all it took was a cookie.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Shhhh...We are Hunting Birds
We were walking down the street to get the mail, and on the way we spotted birds. Three of them. On the ground. Chirping to each other. I though Little Bug was going to explode with excitement. I was really surprised that she stayed quiet as a mouse and starting creeping up on them. She'd turn around and give me big eyes as if to say "keep up mommy" and then would continue her stalking.
Finally when we had tracked them all the way into the woods which was probably a good 15 minutes after we started she yelled, "BIRD" which kind of sounds like "butt" when she says it. So there we are yelling "butt" at the woods, as our neighbors are starting to come out of their houses to walk their dogs.
When we got back to the house, she wanted to run around on the porch. I realized that she doesn't have a concept of being afraid of bugs yet. She was staring at a spider web and touching it. I told her what it was and her eyes got big as she said, "pie-der". I realized that she is probably thinking this was from Miss Spider like in her books.
I let her continue to stare at the Web while I found the real spider. And killed it. No need to introduce her to reality just yet.
Finally when we had tracked them all the way into the woods which was probably a good 15 minutes after we started she yelled, "BIRD" which kind of sounds like "butt" when she says it. So there we are yelling "butt" at the woods, as our neighbors are starting to come out of their houses to walk their dogs.
When we got back to the house, she wanted to run around on the porch. I realized that she doesn't have a concept of being afraid of bugs yet. She was staring at a spider web and touching it. I told her what it was and her eyes got big as she said, "pie-der". I realized that she is probably thinking this was from Miss Spider like in her books.
I let her continue to stare at the Web while I found the real spider. And killed it. No need to introduce her to reality just yet.
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Chips-A-Hoy & Church
Last week when we headed to church we left the house like we were traveling with a teenager. We had a cup of water, a diaper and little bug. We sit down at church and realized that we had absolutely nothing to entertain her. She found a pack of 100 calorie chips-a-hoy cookies in my bag, but that was about it. We let her munch on cookies to keep her occupied. Five minutes later, sugar rush kicked in. Chocolate high + no toys = a loud little bug in church.
Luckily we go to a church that is a rock concert for the first 20 minutes, so she just rocks out and claps. The music is so loud you don't hear her chattering away. Once the actual sermon starts, then everyone is quiet. Well, everyone but little bug and a few other toddlers whose parents don't want to drop their kid off at the childcare place either.
So daddy and I took turns letting her run around in the lobby with about 20 other kids whose parents had given up trying to keep them quiet. There are TV screens in the lobby so you really don't miss a beat, other than chasing after your kid. Little bug proceeded to walk up to everyone and show them her shoes. She held up her leg and said, "shoe!", then she picked up her dress and yelled "dress". She's already fishing for compliments.
This morning, we were much more prepared and had a ton of toys, books, munchies, and her little magnetic writing pad. She lasted longer than any other service - a whole 40 minutes without getting too chatty. The wheels fell off the bus when she took off her socks and shoes, pulled on my hand and yelled, "walk". So I scooped her up and took little bug, her socks, shoes and Minnie Mouse out into the lobby.
The lobby was packed with chairs set up for the crazy overflow from the main areas. So we sat down, put on her socks & shoes while little bug chattered away. With only 10 minutes left, and 5K of our closest friends about to all converge on the parking deck, we headed out to the parking garage. Chatter, chatter, chatter in the elevator. Then we get to our floor of the parking garage where two police officers were waiting to start directing traffic. They said hi to little bug, and wouldn't you know it, she was completely silent and just stared at them.
Luckily we go to a church that is a rock concert for the first 20 minutes, so she just rocks out and claps. The music is so loud you don't hear her chattering away. Once the actual sermon starts, then everyone is quiet. Well, everyone but little bug and a few other toddlers whose parents don't want to drop their kid off at the childcare place either.
So daddy and I took turns letting her run around in the lobby with about 20 other kids whose parents had given up trying to keep them quiet. There are TV screens in the lobby so you really don't miss a beat, other than chasing after your kid. Little bug proceeded to walk up to everyone and show them her shoes. She held up her leg and said, "shoe!", then she picked up her dress and yelled "dress". She's already fishing for compliments.
This morning, we were much more prepared and had a ton of toys, books, munchies, and her little magnetic writing pad. She lasted longer than any other service - a whole 40 minutes without getting too chatty. The wheels fell off the bus when she took off her socks and shoes, pulled on my hand and yelled, "walk". So I scooped her up and took little bug, her socks, shoes and Minnie Mouse out into the lobby.
The lobby was packed with chairs set up for the crazy overflow from the main areas. So we sat down, put on her socks & shoes while little bug chattered away. With only 10 minutes left, and 5K of our closest friends about to all converge on the parking deck, we headed out to the parking garage. Chatter, chatter, chatter in the elevator. Then we get to our floor of the parking garage where two police officers were waiting to start directing traffic. They said hi to little bug, and wouldn't you know it, she was completely silent and just stared at them.
Saturday, April 11, 2009
On the Hunt for Eggs
Last weekend we decided to try out some local Easter activities, one was called the "Egg Scramble". We got a little lost driving there, but knew we were getting closer when we were stuck in bumper to bumper traffic and saw tons of kids holding baskets running down the street. The "egg hunt" began promptly at 11am, as all the Web sites warned. Little bug and I got dropped off by daddy at 11:03. As she and I jogged up the hill to toss her into the egg hunt (zoned by ages), we rounded the top of the hill and saw the field and the reason they call it an egg scramble.
The recipe for the egg scramble is as follows...Step 1 - Throw a few hundred kids on a field with candy on the ground, Step 2 - blow whistle, Step 3 - watch the chaos and parents scrambling to pull their kids out of the mash pit. Very Darwinian where some kids walked out with overflowing baskets and some were crying, with parents promising to buy them eggs later on.
Thank goodness she's at the age where she had no idea she missed eggs, and was more excited that there was a slide and swings at the park. We watched the chaos for a bit, she even yelled "chaos" at the top of her lungs. Or "oss" anyway. Then I realized that I didn't have a a cell phone on me, and daddy was somewhere in the crowd. I figured we'd head to see the horses and after that, I'd borrow someone's cell phone to call him.
Being in a relationship with me for almost nine years has taught daddy one thing about me. I am all about 'programming' and showing little bug everything. So he figured that after the egg scramble, I'd head right to the horses. Long story short - he found me with no problem.
Little bug had a blast exploring the new playground, slides and drums. It is nice that she had no idea that we actually missed the main event.
The recipe for the egg scramble is as follows...Step 1 - Throw a few hundred kids on a field with candy on the ground, Step 2 - blow whistle, Step 3 - watch the chaos and parents scrambling to pull their kids out of the mash pit. Very Darwinian where some kids walked out with overflowing baskets and some were crying, with parents promising to buy them eggs later on.
Thank goodness she's at the age where she had no idea she missed eggs, and was more excited that there was a slide and swings at the park. We watched the chaos for a bit, she even yelled "chaos" at the top of her lungs. Or "oss" anyway. Then I realized that I didn't have a a cell phone on me, and daddy was somewhere in the crowd. I figured we'd head to see the horses and after that, I'd borrow someone's cell phone to call him.
Being in a relationship with me for almost nine years has taught daddy one thing about me. I am all about 'programming' and showing little bug everything. So he figured that after the egg scramble, I'd head right to the horses. Long story short - he found me with no problem.
Little bug had a blast exploring the new playground, slides and drums. It is nice that she had no idea that we actually missed the main event.
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