A Bug's World

Big Tub of Vasaline

I am constantly amazed at all the things my Bug picks up on in random speech. She truly seems her happiest when she is playing in the living room with both me and David in the same room. Usually she doesn't even want interaction from us; she just plays her own makebelieve games around us. She often sings her own little tunes and has her whole make beleive world going on around us. However, to think she is not listening and aware of convrsastions would be a terrible mistake.

We had a movie playing in which the heroine was wearing a skintight latex outfit -- think comic book movie, not adult film people. I had just made the idle comment wondering aloud how she wold have poured herself into something like that. David just as absent mindly replied " A big tub of vasaline". And out of the blue, little miss random tidbits pipes up "A BIG TUB OF VASALINE!"

Again, I have to ask, why is the pronounciation on things you wish they'd never repeat almost always perfect, when at the same time you have to ask 5 times to understand that the little squirt said "puzzles"?

Happy Spring.

Sweet Talker

So here I am, walking around the house trying to get dressed. I have a towel wrapped mostly around me, but admittedly it seems to be flapping open in the back like a hospital gown. Jessica walks right up to me, pokes my butt a few times and announces "Mommy has a pretty butt."

Hey, I'll take that.

Talking

Tonight's conversation :

Jessica to stuffed alligator:

"Bad alligator. Time out alligator....no bite Jessica. Oh nooooo."

I'm just glad that she is now telling stories that she makes up on her own without Disney or Pixar providing the outline.

Where did she hear that?

Let's see....recently she has added these phrases to her ever growing repetoire: "I don't wan't to" , "I can't do it" and " I Jessica!" . All of which translate from toddler to grown up as, "No mommy, I would rather you beat me and scream like a maniac than do anything you might ask of me." I swear that is the actually translation...I can see it clear as day on her face. But no, I have not beaten her. Though there may truly be some structural damage to the wall I keep banging my head against.

Also at the park last week she informed three boys that she had been chasing that she was going to "Kick your ass!" Honestly, I have no clue where she heard that But my oh my did it do a wonderful job of turning my face beet red.

On the up side, she does say "Please", "Thank You", "You're welcome" and "Bless you." on a fairly regular basis. so I can't be doing everything wrong.

How is it one child can make me feel like such an incompetant moron daily?

Wake Up Daddy

Bug-aa-boo has a new trick. She has learned how to open her bedroom door, even with the childproof grip on it. At first this was fine; she would stay in her room and just call out to me. She would not leave her room until I answered. Well, she's gotten over that little notion. This morning, at a little before 5:30 we heard her come barreling into our bedroom. Actually heard her come running through the house..pitter patt pitter pat. Screaming all the way "Mommy mommy mommy". She bursts into our room carrying her blanket, her pillow and her new little stuffed black cat. We, well I, reluctantly let her get in the bed with us. And she did go back to sleep, after pushing David to the edge of the bed and then kicking me completely out of it. The best part though, was when she woke a few hours later.

She very quietly sat up and whispered..hear that..whispered right in her daddy's face "Wake up daddy, wake up."

Just too precious.

More Words Every Day

It amazes me how fast her vocabulary grows. Every day we have new words and new phrases. We have been watching "Madagascar" over the holidays. (Any movie with talking animals is good...people, bad.) Very clearly she can say, dinosaur, hippo, lion, animals, zebra and almost giraffe. She has also learned some cute phrases such as; see you tomorrow, good doggy, wake up, sleepy doggy, more please, thank you, you're welcome as well as my (fill in the blank). And to top it all off...she made a complete sentence the other day while DAvid was changing her. "I am not happy!"

Yes, she is indeed my daughter.

She is home today with me after a very restless night in which slept very little and she coughed an awful lot. Her temp was down this morning to 100.7. She's not coughing as mch today, but i figure it is probably partle a drainage problem so it will start again as soon as she lays down. Luckily she does seem to be in a decent mood...which is more than I can say for me.

I Feel Pretty...

Our darling bug repeats everything. As David has said..."all that work, for a crappy tape recorder". One of the little nick names he has always called me is "Pretty Girl". Well, lately the bug has taken to just calling me "pretty". Not mommy, or momma. No...she runs out of her room, throws her arms around my knees and squeezes and says, " hiiiii pretttttyyy".

Yeah...I'm soaking up.

"I GOTTA BOOK!"

Can there possibly even be a more fortuitous first sentence for a child to utter?

As we quickly approach birthday number two, I find myself amazed by how much she has grown and learned in these last few months. I don't have a "baby" any more.  She is most definitely officially a toddler and very quickly becoming a little girl.  Any further than that I refuse to recognize at this point.

This little bundle that once laid so peacefully in my arms is no more.  Now she wiggles and squirms and wants to do everything herself.  I am already sorry for every time I ever thought she was too much work, or didn't want to hold her, or  wished she would just leave me alone for a few minutes peace. I'm not saying I won't have those feelings again..probably even this afternoon.  It's just now a little tempered with the realization that she really won't be this age forever and that there aspects that should be appreciated and cherished.

Oh, and she got books for her birthday already and she was very excited. And she now runs around the house, carrying various books and makes this pronouncement loud and clear.

"I GOTTA BOOK!"

More Animals..Few Words

Apparently words that actually communicate thought or intention are still in the making. However, our animal noises keep growing. We now have a rooster that "cuk a oddle ooos" ; a frog that "rib rib"s and when she quacks like a duck she now puts her hands up to her armpits and flaps her arms. She'll actually say cow or cat now and then, but she won't say horse...no...she just "nays" away. It's really a pretty good sounding horse.

As far as words, there really seems to be only a few. We have the added phrases now of "What's that?" (which we hear about 50 times within 3 minutes) and "I sit" (which as i've said means..mommy, you sit so i can sit on you). She can count to two....I say "one" she says "twooooo". And we still here "Mine!"

Oh yes..we have also added that lovely word tht every parent simply adores..."NO!". Sometimes it's very emphatic, other time it's a very simple little "no" to any little request on our part.

ME: "Can we go change your diper now?"
her: "no"
ME: "Is your diaper dirty?"
her: "no"
ME: "Is it clean?"
her: "no"
ME: "Do you like sitting in filth?"
her: "no"
ME: "Let's go to your room and change your stinky butt"
Her: "NOOOOOOO!"
ME: "Are you a good girl?"
Her: "no no no "

Yeah, this will be fun.

Few New Words

This week we have learned that the horse says "nay nay" and the word "otter", as in sea otter. She's gonna be some sort of vet or biologist or something. Oh, she has also decided that I am hers as well and will very possesively defend her claim of "Mine!" if another child, or even David, gets too close to me for her comfort. Haven't truly worked out the feelings on that one.

But I guess I'll keep her.