First Come, First Served

Jealous of the cat, C climbs into J's lap before Hazel can. Somehow I think it's easier to do your schoolwork with a cat on your lap, rather than a sister.

Searching for Something New

C wants a new game on my iPod touch.  I told her that my iPod is too old for most of the new games, but she is insistent.

She took the iPod and played with it for a bit, then brought it back to me.  "Momma, please help me find a new game!"

I looked at the screen.  She had opened the search function, typed in "Anewg" and wanted me to help her finish spelling it.  LOL!

I explained that the search function only finds old stuff.  And, because of the Grammar Police Officer I am, I also explained that we put spaces between words.  :)

A Defining Moment

C (experimenting quietly with some words):  You're a stupid mommy...
Me:  Did you just call me stupid?
C:  I'm sorry I called you stupid!
Me:  That's okay.
C:  But it's a good name for you.

That's All, Folks!

Me: C, come here.
C (walks to me): Yeah?
Me: I just wanted to tell you how proud I am of you. You've learned to speak nicely, and you also learned how to clean up after yourself. Good job!
C: And now I will go away.
Me: Huh? Where?
C (pointing over her shoulder): There. In that closet. And I'll never come back.
Me: But I will miss you!
C (turning): Goodbye! 

And yes, she went into the closet and closed the door.

Takes After Her Momma

C comes down to help me with the laundry.

Me: Here. You put the clothes from the dryer into this basket.
C: Okay! ...Momma, why are there so many clothes in the washer?
Me: Oh, no! I forgot to start the washer!
C: Ha ha! Silly uh...uh...uh...whichever child you are!

A LIttle Help Here!

H, J and I were looking at photos on my computer. C went upstairs to get ready for bed, though, and saw a spider on her wall. H & J checked, but couldn't find it, so they came back down.

H: Wow! That's a great picture!
Me: Kind of cheesy, huh?
C: Momma!
Me: (To C:) I'll be up! (To J:) How do you like this one?
J: Ha! That's funny!
C: H! J!!
Me: (To C:) I'll be right up, Honey. (To H:) You look cute in this one.
H: You think so?
Me: Yeah. I like your hair.
C: CHILD CARE! CHILD CARE!!

Tough Kids!

Some kids make snow angels. My daughter and her little friend, while playing at the playground, made gravel angels. Tough kids!

Small Steps

We've had a really tough few days with C - the kind of days when you dread the fact that she is awake, and you drop into bed at night silent and exhausted.

Yesterday we played a game called "say it nicely," which involved chocolate ice cream and lots of made-up situations, some reasonable and some completely silly. It helped a bit.

Today I took J to the optometrist (he'll be getting glasses). Three minutes into our wait I had to apologize to everyone in the waiting room. But we practiced some of the things we learned in "say it nicely," and after that she seemed more or less a normal, high-strung child.

Small, small steps.

Web Surfing...

J is playing a Super Mario Game. C is watching intently. Suddenly she runs to me.

C: Momma! Peach is going to be taken away by Jer Browser!
Me: You mean Bowser?
C: No! Jer Browser!
Jimmy: She means Bowser Jr.