She was sitting outside under the shade of the back porch, munching on a Kashi bar. I was inside, but had the screen door open so I could hear her.
Out of the blue, she yelled, "Mom! For Jesus...was the cross hard to do?"
We had read the story the night before, and she was concerned because of the "prickers and thorns" on his head.
I always think that she isn't ready to hear certain things, or that she might not understand the reasons behind it all. I think she understands a lot more than I give her credit for.
Thursday, June 10, 2010
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Sunday, July 26, 2009
Sneaky
Ricardo's birthday is in one week, and I made the mistake of telling Savannah about it a whole 10 days before. She asks me every single day about it - the card we're going to get him, the cake I'm going to make, and she is offering her own brand of peer pressure on what the decorations will be. Purple writing, for sure - that much has been decided by her.
Today, as we lounged around the living room, she started talking about the cake again.
"Daddy, do you want a Batman cake or...or...or...a Dora cake?"
He wisely chose Batman. She turned to me in a fit of excitment..."Did you hear that, Mama? He wants a Batman!"
I went to the kitchen a few minutes later and Savannah shadowed me. I pulled two cake mixes out of the pantry and told Savannah to take them to Daddy and ask which one he wanted.
She's always glad to be assigned any kind of cake-related mission, so she ran in there and asked. A few seconds later she came back and announced, "He said he wants BOF!"
"What!?" I hollered to the living room. "You're supposed to just pick one!"
"I DID!" he said. "I told her which one I wanted, and then she shoved the other one at me and said, "'You want this one too?' And then ran in there and told you...."
"He does," she chimed back in. "He likes bof."
Today, as we lounged around the living room, she started talking about the cake again.
"Daddy, do you want a Batman cake or...or...or...a Dora cake?"
He wisely chose Batman. She turned to me in a fit of excitment..."Did you hear that, Mama? He wants a Batman!"
I went to the kitchen a few minutes later and Savannah shadowed me. I pulled two cake mixes out of the pantry and told Savannah to take them to Daddy and ask which one he wanted.
She's always glad to be assigned any kind of cake-related mission, so she ran in there and asked. A few seconds later she came back and announced, "He said he wants BOF!"
"What!?" I hollered to the living room. "You're supposed to just pick one!"
"I DID!" he said. "I told her which one I wanted, and then she shoved the other one at me and said, "'You want this one too?' And then ran in there and told you...."
"He does," she chimed back in. "He likes bof."
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Don't even think about swiping him
Savannah and I had a little chat today about our trip to Missouri. She understands that we're going on a plane, but she still thinks that we're going to end up at Grandpa's house. It's too confusing to try to tell her otherwise.
"Mama", she said, "can Pooh Bear go on the plane wif me?"
"Of course," I told her. "He can ride with you."
"Oh my goodness! Grandpa and Grandma and Jamie will be SO EXCITED to see him!"
"Oh, I'm sure they will. You're gonna share Pooh Bear with them?"
She thought about that for half a second. "Um, Sure! Is Grandpa and Grandma and Jamie going to squeeze him really tight?"
"Yes, I think so."
Savannah (running over to Pooh Bear): Do you hear that, Boy? BOOOYYYY!!!!! You're going to Grandpa's house and they are going to be so excited to see you. (She paused) Boy!!! What? No! Don't be scared! They're not going to lose you! Boy, it's ok. Don't worry.
I think Pooh Bear was sufficiently relieved that you all aren't going to lose him.
"Mama", she said, "can Pooh Bear go on the plane wif me?"
"Of course," I told her. "He can ride with you."
"Oh my goodness! Grandpa and Grandma and Jamie will be SO EXCITED to see him!"
"Oh, I'm sure they will. You're gonna share Pooh Bear with them?"
She thought about that for half a second. "Um, Sure! Is Grandpa and Grandma and Jamie going to squeeze him really tight?"
"Yes, I think so."
Savannah (running over to Pooh Bear): Do you hear that, Boy? BOOOYYYY!!!!! You're going to Grandpa's house and they are going to be so excited to see you. (She paused) Boy!!! What? No! Don't be scared! They're not going to lose you! Boy, it's ok. Don't worry.
I think Pooh Bear was sufficiently relieved that you all aren't going to lose him.
Saturday, April 4, 2009
You are...
.....3 years, 3 months, and 7 days old today. Not much of a milestone, as milestones go, but the thing that is getting me today? You're starting to lose that little baby way of talking.
But you still say "f" for "th". Funder. Fink. Firsty.
Sometimes you say "b" for "v". My favorite is bech-ta-bles.
You want to know if I like something that I'm eating, and you say, "Mama, is it taste?"
When you walk outside to a mild spring day, you exclaim with all of the drama and inflection you can muster, "It's a beautiful day!" You said that to Grandma on the phone the other day and she thought it was hilarious.
Pretty soon you'll be saying thunder and think and thirsty and vegetables and tasty. And so I'm a little sad.
But you still say "f" for "th". Funder. Fink. Firsty.
Sometimes you say "b" for "v". My favorite is bech-ta-bles.
You want to know if I like something that I'm eating, and you say, "Mama, is it taste?"
When you walk outside to a mild spring day, you exclaim with all of the drama and inflection you can muster, "It's a beautiful day!" You said that to Grandma on the phone the other day and she thought it was hilarious.
Pretty soon you'll be saying thunder and think and thirsty and vegetables and tasty. And so I'm a little sad.
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Because hospital food is just so good
When we went to visit Tara and Eli in the hospital, it was just the two of them in the room when we arrived. She laughed and said that she had kicked everybody out earlier so she could have some peace and quiet...and no wonder, because including Joey and EJ and all of the family, there had been 9 people in the room.
We didn't stay too long because Eli was getting ready to eat. We headed back down the "alligator" (elevator, for those of you not fluent in Savannish) and went to the cafeteria to look for Joey.
We spotted EJ right away. He was the only two year old in there that was running back and forth from his table to the Gatorade machine, looking longingly at the bright red and orange and blue drinks.
Lo and behold, there was a bag of chips and a container of onion rings on their table.
And suddenly, Savannah was just famished.
"Mama," she said, plaintively. "I'm soooooo hungry." All the while, she cast sideways glances at the bag of chips."
"Ok, honey," I said. "I have a sandwich and Cheerios for you in the car."
Her head shook vigorously. "No...not the car. I'm hungry right now in the hos-pit-al!"
I tried to control my giggles.
Joey's mom took pity on her and handed her an onion ring. She promptly proceeded to eat all the breading off and handed the stringy onion to me.
We didn't stay too long because Eli was getting ready to eat. We headed back down the "alligator" (elevator, for those of you not fluent in Savannish) and went to the cafeteria to look for Joey.
We spotted EJ right away. He was the only two year old in there that was running back and forth from his table to the Gatorade machine, looking longingly at the bright red and orange and blue drinks.
Lo and behold, there was a bag of chips and a container of onion rings on their table.
And suddenly, Savannah was just famished.
"Mama," she said, plaintively. "I'm soooooo hungry." All the while, she cast sideways glances at the bag of chips."
"Ok, honey," I said. "I have a sandwich and Cheerios for you in the car."
Her head shook vigorously. "No...not the car. I'm hungry right now in the hos-pit-al!"
I tried to control my giggles.
Joey's mom took pity on her and handed her an onion ring. She promptly proceeded to eat all the breading off and handed the stringy onion to me.
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