as a mask
as a stylish hair accessory
and then this attention hog (hehe) had to get in on the action...
October 24, 2012
WW: Only Slightly Terrifying Preschool Craft
Okay. Maybe a little more than slightly terrifying...Pie came home from school with this gem yesterday. And I may or may not (and totally did) have nightmares about those freaky eyes with the black around them and the whole no nose/mouth thing....but it can be used for so many things.
October 23, 2012
Pie Narrates...
My darling Pie has decided she must narrate her life. Everything she sees, everything she does, everything anyone else does...it's all up for grabs.
During our 10 minute drive this morning (well Pie and I were riding since I still can't drive) we were treated to the following:
Mama? Mama? Mama! Dares a squirrel.
A squirrel says squeak squeak.
Get out of the way silly squirrel, you get hit by the car, you get a bad booboo.
Mama? Mama? Mama! Where's the big water? I don't see it. It hiding? (we drive past a decent sized pond)
Oh dares the big water.
Oh! Silly geese on the grass. They so silly.
You get the point. It never stops. And it never fails to crack me up! But I especially love when she's playing and starts to sing to herself. I melt every.single.time.
Other things heard in my house recently:
1. After riding on a trike with Husband and deciding to "help" him steer...
I push like dis, we go zoom, daddy say oh damnit
2. She tends to speak in third person and we've been reminding her to say I instead of her
name...and she's mostly got it
I Pie got a drink. I Pie go outside. Pie has snack...oopsey-daisey...I Pie has a snack.
3. And my personal favorite...I seriously (no sarcasm intended) have no idea where
she got this
I Pie got a booboo...need to put some chocolate on it...that makes it feel all betta
I remember wondering when she started speech therapy if she would ever say anything. Now I wonder if she will ever keep a thought to herself :)
During our 10 minute drive this morning (well Pie and I were riding since I still can't drive) we were treated to the following:
Mama? Mama? Mama! Dares a squirrel.
A squirrel says squeak squeak.
Get out of the way silly squirrel, you get hit by the car, you get a bad booboo.
Mama? Mama? Mama! Where's the big water? I don't see it. It hiding? (we drive past a decent sized pond)
Oh dares the big water.
Oh! Silly geese on the grass. They so silly.
You get the point. It never stops. And it never fails to crack me up! But I especially love when she's playing and starts to sing to herself. I melt every.single.time.
Other things heard in my house recently:
1. After riding on a trike with Husband and deciding to "help" him steer...
I push like dis, we go zoom, daddy say oh damnit
2. She tends to speak in third person and we've been reminding her to say I instead of her
name...and she's mostly got it
I Pie got a drink. I Pie go outside. Pie has snack...oopsey-daisey...I Pie has a snack.
3. And my personal favorite...I seriously (no sarcasm intended) have no idea where
she got this
I Pie got a booboo...need to put some chocolate on it...that makes it feel all betta
I remember wondering when she started speech therapy if she would ever say anything. Now I wonder if she will ever keep a thought to herself :)
October 16, 2012
Greatest Conversation Ever
Scene opens on dirty (but charming, charming and homey, and awesome) living room.
Man and woman are each working on a laptop and the tv is on in the background.
Suddenly loud noises are heard from outside.
Woman: What's that noise?
Man: It's either fireworks or a really big robot.
Woman: Ohhhh, I kind of hope it's a really big robot.
Man: Yeah...that would be really cool.
Woman: What would be going on with fireworks tonight?
Man: I don't know. Maybe we finally won the war on drugs.
End scene.
Man and woman are each working on a laptop and the tv is on in the background.
Suddenly loud noises are heard from outside.
Woman: What's that noise?
Man: It's either fireworks or a really big robot.
Woman: Ohhhh, I kind of hope it's a really big robot.
Man: Yeah...that would be really cool.
Woman: What would be going on with fireworks tonight?
Man: I don't know. Maybe we finally won the war on drugs.
End scene.
October 15, 2012
NIghtmares
My darling girl is having them.
Lots of them.
Really bad ones.
I can't begin to imagine what an almost 3 year old is having nightmares about, and as much as we've managed to get from her is that animals are involved. But they are terrible. To the point that she wakes up screaming and shaking, and often takes 20 minutes or more to calm down even after I am holding her.
She will be sound asleep and is crying, kicking her legs, and punching out her arms. I don't know if it's protective, aggressive, general reflex...
All I know is that these nightmares are terrible and I don't know what to do about them. We've added light to her room, taken it away, changed it, added music, covered the window, uncovered it, moved things/stuffies in and out of her bed, changed the way we put her down, we even gave her a flashlight so that if she woke up scared she could look around the room and see that there was nothing scary.
And still she ends up in bed with us every night. If she were playing the system I'd let her cry it out, but she is legitimately terrified and I will not leave her to deal with that alone.
The result, however, is that none of us are getting enough sleep and that makes all of us grumpy.
I really don't know if this is a result of the drug-exposed pregnancy, an early manifestation of bipolar or any of the other mental health issues she may possibly face, her sensory disorder, or something else entirely.
Any thoughts? Suggestions? Help?
It is breaking my heart for her to be going through this...
Lots of them.
Really bad ones.
I can't begin to imagine what an almost 3 year old is having nightmares about, and as much as we've managed to get from her is that animals are involved. But they are terrible. To the point that she wakes up screaming and shaking, and often takes 20 minutes or more to calm down even after I am holding her.
She will be sound asleep and is crying, kicking her legs, and punching out her arms. I don't know if it's protective, aggressive, general reflex...
All I know is that these nightmares are terrible and I don't know what to do about them. We've added light to her room, taken it away, changed it, added music, covered the window, uncovered it, moved things/stuffies in and out of her bed, changed the way we put her down, we even gave her a flashlight so that if she woke up scared she could look around the room and see that there was nothing scary.
And still she ends up in bed with us every night. If she were playing the system I'd let her cry it out, but she is legitimately terrified and I will not leave her to deal with that alone.
The result, however, is that none of us are getting enough sleep and that makes all of us grumpy.
I really don't know if this is a result of the drug-exposed pregnancy, an early manifestation of bipolar or any of the other mental health issues she may possibly face, her sensory disorder, or something else entirely.
Any thoughts? Suggestions? Help?
It is breaking my heart for her to be going through this...
October 12, 2012
October 10, 2012
WW - Worst Face Painting Ever
Well, not entirely wordless.
This is a perfect example of you get what you pay for...free face painting at the fall festival.
Any guesses what it is? Leah thought it might be a bonfire in the rain which still makes me laugh out loud...
This is a perfect example of you get what you pay for...free face painting at the fall festival.
Any guesses what it is? Leah thought it might be a bonfire in the rain which still makes me laugh out loud...
October 9, 2012
Emily is the Greatest
It's the absolute truth. Emily at Wife, Check. Mom, Check. Now What? is the greatest.
She knows that Pie has a slight (and by slight I mean crazy) love of pirates right now. We have pirate books, pirate snacks, pirate tattoos, she is going to be a pirate for Halloween...you get the picture.
Well Awesome Emily found some pirate pjs, went out of her way to get some, and sent them to my darling girl. How sweet is that?!
Now my only problem is that Pie is demanding that the pirate pjs be washed constantly so she can wear them every single night. Thankfully she's so cute in them I don't mind...
She knows that Pie has a slight (and by slight I mean crazy) love of pirates right now. We have pirate books, pirate snacks, pirate tattoos, she is going to be a pirate for Halloween...you get the picture.
Well Awesome Emily found some pirate pjs, went out of her way to get some, and sent them to my darling girl. How sweet is that?!
Now my only problem is that Pie is demanding that the pirate pjs be washed constantly so she can wear them every single night. Thankfully she's so cute in them I don't mind...
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
