Sunday, April 3, 2011

Bedtime Kisses

When Little Bug was younger her bedtime routine ended with daddy and I having to kiss her, Diego, sleep sack 1, sleep sack 2 and then we said goodnight and left. Over time she's dropped some of the routine and replaced parts of it so now it goes like this:
- I blow a kiss, "good night" then Little Bug says, "I caught it and put it under my pillow"
- then she blows me a kiss and I say, "I caught it and put it in my pocket"
- then she takes an imaginary picture of me and I take one of her, they go under her pillow and in my pocket respectively
- NOW she sits up and tosses me imaginary mail...which she wants me to read. It always says something like I love mommy, daddy and Little Chick very much
- THEN I throw her some imaginary magic

Now this whole thing only takes a minute or two but she keeps trying to add more things to it - pretty soon she's going to start falling asleep in the middle of it

Street Performer

The weather just turned gorgeous so we took the girls out for a stroll. The jogging stroller actually has speakers in it, but we've never used them. Now that I downloaded pandora for my phone and we programmed it to a custom kids music station, I grabbed my phone, plugged it into the stroller and Eve had her own personal mix for the stroll. And she is fearless when it comes to singing in public at the top of her lungs. Hakuna Matata came on and she was singing it as load as she could through the neighborhood. So much for our relaxing stroll.

The other day Little Bug and the girls next door were running through the backyard in their mixture of chase and pile up, where they run for a while and then fall on the ground on top of eachother in a pile of giggles. We hear what we thought was crying at first and then realize that it is Little Bug singing at the top of her lungs while she twirls around and the neighbors twirled around her like back up dancers. We tried to record it with our phones, but as soon as we'd get too close they would stop (like animals in the zoo). It was hilarious seeing the three of them singing away without a care in the world.

BFF

I was holding Little Chick in my lap and Little Bug walked in and gave her the biggest squeeze of a hug. Then she said to her - "we'll be best friends forever." Such a precious moment!

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Not Your Average Princess

When Little Bug first realized that princesses existed and they got to wear fancy dresses, she was obsessed with getting a princess dress. So every time she got a dress, we would say, "oh my goodness you are a princess". Basically every dress is now a princess dress which saves us quite a bit of money. Whenever I get dressed up to head out with girlfriends or to church Little Bug has to run to the closet and pick out a "princess dress" for me.

She also started a habit that whenever she saw someone in a dress she gasps, points and says, "Look (mommy or daddy) a princess!" Let's just say that one person at a time, Little Bug is building self-esteem in the women we run into. Because the majority of them would not really fall into the "princess" category - but they look at us like Little Bug is the smartest girl in the world.

Funny Dreams

Tonight I was feeding Little Chick her bottle before I put her to bed and she fell asleep in my arms. I watched her for a minute while she twitched like she was dreaming, and then she started giggling and smiling. Apparently whatever she was dreaming about was pretty funny.

She has also figured out how to scoot out of pretty much everything. If I put her in a swing, she hangs herself over the side. She tries to sit straight up if she's in a reclined seat, and she jumps like crazy in her bouncer. Her funniest is when she sits in the bumbo seat. Each night we put her on top of the table in her seat (yes I know it is totally against the manufacturer's recommendations), and she watches us eat dinner. She usually chatters away and chews on her hands entertaining herself. But one night I look to my right and she's MUCH closer to me than where I put her, and she's staring at me as if to say, "what mommy, nothing to see here." I pushed her seat back to the middle of the table and we watched her scoot herself back to me by tossing her little body backwards and forwards. She can totally get around in that seat. And when she gets close to me she keeps eye contact with me while she reaches for my drink or plate, as if I'm not going to notice as long as she's looking at me. Seeing her creep around is hilarious. I've tried to capture it with the video camera but of course as soon as I point a camera at her she freezes up.

In related news, we've started feeding her cereal for dinner. Mostly so she'll leave my plate alone.

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Marketing the Baby

Little bug asked us last night if we were advertised when we were babies. We were really confused because she went on to say how she was advertised and she told us that she cried. After a while of us asking her questions trying to figure out why she thought we were marketing her, and her talking about how she's been advertised in water, pictures, videos - we realized that she meant to say baptized. So she was telling us how she was baptized as a baby, not advertised. That cleared up the conversation quite a bit.

On the drive home from little school, little bug told daddy about a conversation that she had with her best friend S. Apparently she and S were talking about how they missed their mommy and daddy, and then the conversation turned to how they get sad when their daddies are upset with them because they've done something wrong. I think it is hilarious that at 3 1/2, she and her girlfriend are sitting down and talking about their feelings with each other.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

The Secret Lives of Fish

I stopped by at Little Bug's school today for her Valentines Day Party, which was super cute. In the classroom, I noticed a board entitled "Our Pets". It had each kids name on it and either "no animals" next to their name or the names of animals listed. Next to Eve's name was written: Foofa, Charla. I have no idea who or what that is. I asked Little Bug who Foofa was and she said, "our silver fish, and Charla is our golden fish he's my favorite." Apparently Little Bug has named our fish, and never told us. I've seen her standing in front of the fish tank with her friends pointing to the fish and telling her friends about them so I wonder how long Foofa and Charla have had names.

We didn't think Little Bug was really attached to the fish, but back when we moved into the new house we weren't sure how well moving the fish would go since they have gotten really big. We kept telling her that the fish might not go to the new house, that they might be too big and will want to go to the ocean. One headed to the "ocean" and the other two survived the transition. We didn't think she really noticed until we heard her on the phone saying, "In my new house I have two fish, I used to have three fish, but now I have two, one fish went to the ocean."

South Pacific Goes South

I've fallen off the blogging wagon what with "life" happening, but my New Year's resolution is to keep capturing those sweet moments of the girls. Considering it is mid-February and I this is my first entry perhaps my New Year's Resolution isn't off with a bang, but I'll try. And since my life is now girl(s) pluralized, it is time to introduce Little Chick to the blog. As Little Chick isn't quite as vocal as Little Bug, it'll be skewed heavily towards the latter.

Now, onto the story. In order to save time at night, either daddy or I will take a shower with Little Bug. She likes to play games in the shower, which is interesting considering we are in a stall shower. She actually tries to play hide-and-seek, and yells "mommy, you have to hide!"...in the shower...with no shower curtain. Anyway, I like to sing with her in the shower - it is a mixture of Disney, show tunes and then whatever songs she makes up. I thought it would be funny to teach her, 'I'm Going to Wash that Man Right out of my Hair'. It was super cute with her soaping up her hair and singing at the top of her lungs, until she made up her own lyrics, including: "I'm going to get that man right out of my legs" and "I'm going to wave that man right out of my bottom." I should have seen this coming since singing about her bottom is one of her favorite things to do in the shower. If Broadway comes calling, I don't think we'll answer the phone.