Thursday, November 10, 2005

'Mommy Poopy'

Thursday, November 10, 2005
"Mommy Poopy"
I have been trying to get Arwen to nap now for about 30 minutes. We did our usual routine. We read three books, drank some milk and sang two songs.

I laid her down and she just played. I could hear her saying things like Mommy over and over and apple and flower and Bunny, but I just left her alone.

After 30 minutes, I went in to check on her and as I walked in she said "Mommy Poopy"

Sure enough, she had a poopy diaper. And now after a change and two more songs, she is sleeping.

I think that's the first time she's said poopy!

So cute

Wednesday, November 9, 2005


Arwen now knows the entire alphabet! She started learning in back in August and now I am so proud to say she knows the whole thing. It's become a game now to draw letters on the magna doodle and have her say what letter it is. I have to say Dubba (W) is my favorite letter to hear her repeat.

It's amazing every day there is something brand new.
Proud mom signing off...

Tuesday, November 8, 2005

I didn't plan to ruin your day...

You are sick. You have a little cold. You're not feeling well and you are rather clingy, but I had no idea that it would be me that would ultimately be the demise of your whole day. All I wanted to do was check my email and let you play for 15 minutes before I put you down for a nap. You said, no! So I held you in my lap at the computer and we listened to James Blunt's You're Beautiful and of course one round of Victor Vito . You grabbed a roll of smarties I had sitting on the desk. Hey, it is just after Halloween and I have candy laying around. When our songs were over, and you had rubbed your eyes for the 10 time in 30 seconds, I said let's get your milk and go read a book.

But I knew I had to get the Smarties out of your tiny little hand first. So I tried. I told you that I would open it and we could share a smartie. I took it out of your hand.

You screamed.

I opened it and bit one in half. You screamed more.

I put the other half in your open screaming mouth.

You never noticed it was there. You're hysterical by now.

I give up, what to do? We go to you room and I try to read you books.

You screamed more. I put you on the floor.

Silence. I think you are starting to taste the candy in your mouth. You took a walk to your closet, looked at your crib, said Bunny and then came back to me and lifted your little arms up.

We can read and nap now, the world has not ended just yet.


Monday, November 7, 2005

I am NOT Daddy!

I will never be as strong as Daddy, I will never be as tall as Daddy, and I (hope) I will never have whiskers like Daddy.

Every night before bed this past week when Jeff was home, he and Arwen would lay on the floor and play. All he had to do was rub his face on her neck and she would bellow the best belly laugh I've ever heard. It was so fun to watch and hear.

Jeff left yesterday for another airplane after being home for 10 days, so I'm back to life. I laid on the floor before bedtime and tried to tickle Arwen. I got a giggle and she got the hiccups, but I don't think I am as exciting as Daddy is.

I just don't have the Daddy stuff.