As I go to take Delaney out of her car seat this morning, I find her thoroughly inspecting her hands palm-side up. Pointing to the lines on her hands, she innocently looks at me and says "Oh no! Daddy wrote on my hands while I was sleeping!".
I didn't tell her any different....
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Saturday, May 21, 2011
D is for "Dime Delaney Digested"
That's right, ladies and gentleman, I am in the presence of a real, live piggy bank. At least for the next 24-48 hours according to the doctor.
Delaney walks in to the room this morning and she is coughing. She kind of scowls and says "I think the penny is in my belly now!". Of course my reaction is "WHAT?!?!". She continues on to tell me that she found the "penny" on the floor in my room and it was "a circle" and it was the color "gray" and "it went downed my throat into my belly". While I appreciate the awesome description it is a believable story which leads me to call Daddy and tell him we are headed to the ER.
One hour in and out of the ER and we have an x-ray picture for the baby book of the swallowed penny (which according to description is more likely a dime) and are anxiously awaiting the exit of the coin. I am happy to report Delaney continues to be her happy, funny self and refuses to allow the swallowing of a foreign object to slow her down.
ER visits to date: 2
Delaney walks in to the room this morning and she is coughing. She kind of scowls and says "I think the penny is in my belly now!". Of course my reaction is "WHAT?!?!". She continues on to tell me that she found the "penny" on the floor in my room and it was "a circle" and it was the color "gray" and "it went downed my throat into my belly". While I appreciate the awesome description it is a believable story which leads me to call Daddy and tell him we are headed to the ER.
One hour in and out of the ER and we have an x-ray picture for the baby book of the swallowed penny (which according to description is more likely a dime) and are anxiously awaiting the exit of the coin. I am happy to report Delaney continues to be her happy, funny self and refuses to allow the swallowing of a foreign object to slow her down.
ER visits to date: 2
Monday, May 2, 2011
Say My Name, Say My Name
Me: "Delaney how do you spell your name?"
Delaney: "D-E-L-A-E-Y. I don't feel like saying the N today."
Delaney: "D-E-L-A-E-Y. I don't feel like saying the N today."
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
And next on "Hoarders"...
Is it possible to be a hoarder at 2 1/2? I sometimes wonder....case in point...
My monkey is currently in bed with 3 different blankets ("Polka Dots", "Purple" and "Pink"), a ball, a stuffed cat ("Cassie"), 2 dolls ("Emily" and "Piggy Tails"), Rapunzel, a light-up ball, a pot from her play kitchen with a tomato in it, her cat purse, a book and two pillows ("Monkey pillow" and "Hippo pillow"). I had to draw the line at the ceramic piggy bank, although I will admit that she has slept with it before. My favorite part is not only does she hoard all of these things, but she names them also (see quotation marks above). I consider the naming a fabulous labeling skill, so maybe she will be an organized hoarder?
My monkey is currently in bed with 3 different blankets ("Polka Dots", "Purple" and "Pink"), a ball, a stuffed cat ("Cassie"), 2 dolls ("Emily" and "Piggy Tails"), Rapunzel, a light-up ball, a pot from her play kitchen with a tomato in it, her cat purse, a book and two pillows ("Monkey pillow" and "Hippo pillow"). I had to draw the line at the ceramic piggy bank, although I will admit that she has slept with it before. My favorite part is not only does she hoard all of these things, but she names them also (see quotation marks above). I consider the naming a fabulous labeling skill, so maybe she will be an organized hoarder?
Monday, April 25, 2011
Monkey Love
Now to follow up my recent sappy (yet totally true!) post...
A Few Signs of Monkey Love
1. Your monkey regurgitates their food and hands it to you at the dinner table...and you graciously take it and tuck it in a napkin.
2. You wear a tutu on one leg while playing dress-up because it doesn't fit around your waist.
3. You never go to the bathroom alone. EVER!
4. You dance to "Animal Action" 8 times in a row.
5. You make up "Once Upon A Time" stories about each member of the family, including the dog, at bed time.
6. You pretend to like bugs, worms and "Max and Ruby".
7. You squeeze yourself on to the slide that your behind is way to wide for, much to the amusement of the neighbors.
8. You smile and say "It's okay!", when your monkey pees on the floor instead of the toilet..AGAIN.
A Few Signs of Monkey Love
1. Your monkey regurgitates their food and hands it to you at the dinner table...and you graciously take it and tuck it in a napkin.
2. You wear a tutu on one leg while playing dress-up because it doesn't fit around your waist.
3. You never go to the bathroom alone. EVER!
4. You dance to "Animal Action" 8 times in a row.
5. You make up "Once Upon A Time" stories about each member of the family, including the dog, at bed time.
6. You pretend to like bugs, worms and "Max and Ruby".
7. You squeeze yourself on to the slide that your behind is way to wide for, much to the amusement of the neighbors.
8. You smile and say "It's okay!", when your monkey pees on the floor instead of the toilet..AGAIN.
Love
When you are pregnant everyone says "Just wait, you are going to love that child so much. You won't understand until they are born." And of course, the typical response is "I know, I know. I can't wait.". All the while you are thinking "Of course I am going to love this baby. How could I not?". But really, you have no idea just how much you will love that little person until they arrive. 2 and 1/2 years later I am still surprised but just how much I love my little girl. She is AMAZING...and that's pretty lackluster word for how I truly feel....
Friday, April 15, 2011
What a compliment!
As I am dressing for a work banquet the other night I come out of my room in a dress. D takes one look at me and says "Mommy, what happened to you?". I respond "I am wearing a dress. Do I look nice?". And what does she say "Hmm, can I have a snack?". Huh, guess I didn't want to know the answer to that question!
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