We've been saying it for a while now. Friends and family, even strangers have notices. The Toddler? She is a well-spoken one. The cognizance boggles the mind. We started using sign language (ASL) with her at about six months. She started signing back at eight months. Her first signed word was "more", her first spoken word was "uh-oh". This child of ours has continued to surprise us with her grasp of this difficult-to-learn language her capability of speech, and sentence structure.
Oftentimes we are left gawping at her, only to find ourselves staring open-mouthed at each other.
A week ago, she sang the entirety of "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star". Yesterday, she made up new words to the alphabet song: "C, D, F, G, I Don't Wanna Pee, Q, S, T, U, X, Y, Z". Finally, today. She ran off, out of our sight yet again. Upon corralling her back to lunch at my favorite mall's food court, I asked her, "what would you do if you ran away and Mommy and Daddy couldn't find you and we go home, and have to leave you here?!"
She gave it a thought, narrowing her eyes, and then grinned up at me.
"I work."
Tuesday, December 11, 2012
Friday, March 9, 2012
Snurrrggghf.
That's the best way to describe how I feel, act, and look today. Snurrgghhff.
The family got hit with Norovirus and I missed out on that fun*, but now I have a head cold. The kind of cold that doesn't warrant missing work or school. The kind of cold that means you can go about your daily life with some normality. Save for the constant sniffing/snuffling/wheezing/whining, I'm fine! I have done (some of) my Friday morning chores, and have even found some time to play a few games, talk with a friend, and plan a surprise dinner, all while sneezing in bouts of threes. Side note- why do I sneeze like that? Why three bitsy ones instead of one big scary one?
Sniff.
What was I saying?
Right. I'm sick.
Who's gonna make my chicken soup?
*For four days, the entire household was S-I-C-K. Lethargic, gross, sleepy, covered in yuck, sick. Thankfully, it only affected the hubby for One Very Long Day.
The family got hit with Norovirus and I missed out on that fun*, but now I have a head cold. The kind of cold that doesn't warrant missing work or school. The kind of cold that means you can go about your daily life with some normality. Save for the constant sniffing/snuffling/wheezing/whining, I'm fine! I have done (some of) my Friday morning chores, and have even found some time to play a few games, talk with a friend, and plan a surprise dinner, all while sneezing in bouts of threes. Side note- why do I sneeze like that? Why three bitsy ones instead of one big scary one?
Sniff.
What was I saying?
Right. I'm sick.
Who's gonna make my chicken soup?
*For four days, the entire household was S-I-C-K. Lethargic, gross, sleepy, covered in yuck, sick. Thankfully, it only affected the hubby for One Very Long Day.
Monday, February 6, 2012
Everyone is Asleep
Sometimes it's very relaxing to have a houseful of sleeping family members:
A Tuesday afternoon after a busy morning, and I can play word games on my phone in a quiet house, with a kitty purring at my feet?
Want.
At three am, after being awake for two hours, with no one to play games against because of the ungodly hour, with a snoring, drooling cat on my chest?
Do not want.
If I need to be awake at eight, so that I can clean house before my doctor's appointment and then go to work to come back to clean more of the house, should I just spend the next 180 minutes watching Netflix on my phone in bed and then nap in my car for 47 minutes?
Or should I close my eyes now, and listen to soothing piano concertos on my iPod before the baby starts crying for milk in 0.78 seconds?
Oof. Cat.
A Tuesday afternoon after a busy morning, and I can play word games on my phone in a quiet house, with a kitty purring at my feet?
Want.
At three am, after being awake for two hours, with no one to play games against because of the ungodly hour, with a snoring, drooling cat on my chest?
Do not want.
If I need to be awake at eight, so that I can clean house before my doctor's appointment and then go to work to come back to clean more of the house, should I just spend the next 180 minutes watching Netflix on my phone in bed and then nap in my car for 47 minutes?
Or should I close my eyes now, and listen to soothing piano concertos on my iPod before the baby starts crying for milk in 0.78 seconds?
Oof. Cat.
Sunday, January 8, 2012
Party All The Time
Invitations come in all forms: verbal, written, hand gestures...
I love everything about parties. Planning, hosting, going. Shopping, decorating, cleaning. Chatting, laughing, entertaining. Isn't that what parties should be? I have to admit, I stress the eff out during every part of a party when I have a hand in it. I break out my Simple Soirée app, I get out my google doc spreadsheets, I update all my contact info and I plan the crap out of whatever needs to be done. I am what one might call an "anal-retentive, bossy-bitch-queen, she-beast", but I'd say I'm efficient. I have things to do and I'm going to get them done even if it means I ruffle some feathers. Usually, it's just my feathers that are ruffled and I lose sleep but I love it! I have a delusion that I was meant to be a wedding/party planner, event coordinator, interior designer type but went into the dental field instead.
Which brings me to the last few months and the next few months.
I have been and will continue to be busy as shit.
I went to, am going to, or am hosting a party every weekend since the week before Thanksgiving until the middle of March. At least, that's what I have on my calendar so far. If another invite comes to host, help or attend during this time, I'm going. After April, though? I'm taking a nap. Until Cinco De Mayo.
I have big plans for Drinko De Mayo.
I love everything about parties. Planning, hosting, going. Shopping, decorating, cleaning. Chatting, laughing, entertaining. Isn't that what parties should be? I have to admit, I stress the eff out during every part of a party when I have a hand in it. I break out my Simple Soirée app, I get out my google doc spreadsheets, I update all my contact info and I plan the crap out of whatever needs to be done. I am what one might call an "anal-retentive, bossy-bitch-queen, she-beast", but I'd say I'm efficient. I have things to do and I'm going to get them done even if it means I ruffle some feathers. Usually, it's just my feathers that are ruffled and I lose sleep but I love it! I have a delusion that I was meant to be a wedding/party planner, event coordinator, interior designer type but went into the dental field instead.
Which brings me to the last few months and the next few months.
I have been and will continue to be busy as shit.
I went to, am going to, or am hosting a party every weekend since the week before Thanksgiving until the middle of March. At least, that's what I have on my calendar so far. If another invite comes to host, help or attend during this time, I'm going. After April, though? I'm taking a nap. Until Cinco De Mayo.
I have big plans for Drinko De Mayo.
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