Saturday, March 31, 2012

Financial Management

LOL! C just ran up to me with her Leap "laptop" and said, "Momma! I'm going to check on my finances, okay?"

Now she's staring intently at the screen and wiggling her fingers on the keyboard in imitation of someone typing quickly.

"Oh! I see! My finances are O-KAY!"
 
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Ah.  She slid a bunch of coins in the little slot on the side of the toy, so now I'm afraid to turn it on! Good finances, bad use of funds. :)

Spelling Distraction

Some kids are distracted by toys or candy. Not C.

My son and I are playing Scrambled States, so cards are spread all over the table. C began to grab them.

Me: Look, C!  A bag of letters! Maybe you can spell a word!
C: Yes, yes, yes!!  Letters!  I spell a word for you!

Card game saved.

(Just so none of you think she's a super-genius, the "word" she spelled was belly. XBAY. Yep. That's my girl!)

Thursday, March 29, 2012

When Pigs Fly

We were discussing baby animals.


Me: What is a baby duck called?
C: A duckling!!!
Me: And what is a baby pig called?
C: Um....uh...a pigeon?

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

This is a SHAMELESS BRAG.

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Today she read her Curious George book to me.

Monday, March 26, 2012

Early Regrets

After a restless night, I was awakened by a little voice calling to me from her bedroom:

C:  I sorry, Momma!
Me (half asleep):  It's okay!
C:  But, Momma, I really, really sorry!

Somehow I think this will be a very interesting day.

Friday, March 23, 2012

Getting Up In The World

Lately I know she's up to something because she'll race past me, up the stairs, and into her room. I should have been warned when, earlier today, she picked up her step stool and whizzed right by me as if I was not even there.

At bedtime tonight, when she brushed her teeth, she pointed at my toothbrush and said, "you use this one and brush your teeth, too!" I happily complied. Even through the taste of the toothpaste, though, there was something seriously wrong with that brush.

For some reason, I feel this was a set-up...

Princess?

C has been a slightly (slightly) better citizen since we started randomly rewarding good behavior with M&Ms, and putting her in her playpen for throwing tantrums.

However, right now she's wiping peanut butter on her shirt. The one that says "What part of PRINCESS don't you understand?"

Thursday, March 22, 2012

Spelling Rules

C is running around with a pinwheel. She thinks it's a magic wand. She waves it over things and says something unintelligible, then giggles.

She runs up to my chair. "Mommy! I doing my spelling!"

Hee hee!

Monday, March 19, 2012

Here, Kitty, Kitty!

I've determined what C's problem is. She's a cat.

She plays with my knitting, bats my yarn balls across the floor, and, when caught with contraband, scurries under the furniture just out of reach. She never comes when called, but jumps unexpectedly on my lap, causing me to drop whatever I'm holding. She "accidentally" knocks into things, then gives me a look that says "I dare you". She is, even at this moment, meowing for milk.

This also conveniently explains the desire for world domination.

Saturday, March 17, 2012

Phone Manners

I'm talking with my teen daughter when C strides up to me. Laying a hand on my knee, she pulls the (dead) cell phone off her ear and says, "Shhhh! I'm talking on the phone!"

Thursday, March 15, 2012

Childhood Games

She learned a new game today, and now lies in bed chanting, "hoppa taydo, hoppa taydo!"

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Must...Not...Give...In

She's falling asleep. One hand is on my arm; with the other she rubs her contented belly. Her breathing is slow and sweet. With all her might she FORCES her eyelids open once, twice, three times more.

Fighting to the very end.

Of Writing Instruments

I was intent on my Facebook (as usual), but heard C out of the corner of my ear. "Ow...ow. Mom? This hurts. Ow. Momma...ow! Momma? It hurts. Ow!"

Finally I took my eyes off of my screen to see her standing next to me pressing the point of a pencil into her hand. "Momma? This hurts. Ow."

I took the pencil away and returned to my Facebook page, while she returned to her drawing table. Next she came over with two crayons. She held the yellow one to her chin and began rubbing the orange one across it. Then she sang, "I playing the vi-o-lin! I playing the vi-o-lin!"

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Wondering...

Trying to get her to go to sleep.

C (stalling, as usual): Momma?
Me: Yes?
C: I want to find out what's happening in the garbage.

So delicate.

C is singing at the TOP of her lungs and stomping around monster-style while singing a song she made up:

I'M A LITTLE BUTTERFLY, FLOATING OVER THE SWEET WATER, THE DELICIOUS SWEET WATER...

I think the tyrant in her has overcome her butterfly tendencies.

Monday, March 12, 2012

Good and Bad

C: Momma, are you bad?
Me: No. Are you bad?
C: No!! I am not bad. I'm good! I am good.

Think it's time to teach her the word misguided?

Consequences

C: Momma! I just slammed the bathroom door on Miss Marguerita (our helper today, who is cleaning) and it hit my foot and my foot hurts!

Me: Well, I think you got what you deserved!

C: NO! But the bathroom door hurt my foot!

Sunday, March 11, 2012

Sweetness

I don't think there is much in this world that is more adorable than a toddler's prayers.

Saturday, March 10, 2012

Teen Practice

Twice in the past two days she's yelled, "No! Never!" then slammed and locked her bedroom door.

Naturally this is my two year old, not my 15 year old, I'm talking about.

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Of Orange Foods

We don't eat enough healthy food.

My son just sat down in the dining room with a plate full of baby carrots. C saw them and asked him for a Cheeto.

Monday, March 5, 2012

Beautification

Lately her teenage sister has let C play with some of her makeup brushes and applicators. C usually wants to put "makeup" on my eyelids with an applicator, which means I must remove my "eyes" (glasses).

Just now she walked up to me with a nail in her hand. No idea where she got it, but she held the pointed end toward me. "Momma, I need to fix your eyebrows. Take off your eyes, please!"

Saturday, March 3, 2012

Title Confusion

She wants me to open Pages (Mac word processor) so she can type. We've been teaching her to ask politely. However, I'm busy on my computer, catching up with my Facebook friends.

C: Can you open Pages for me?
Me: Not right now.
C: But please open Pages for me!
Me: I will in a few minutes.
C (a bit frantic): Please! Please open my Pages for me! I wanna type!
Me: No. Not right now.
C (takes a breath and visibly composes herself): Please, Mr. Momma Cassidy, will you open my Pages for me?