Conversation the night before Jeremy and Megan's wedding (Savannah and I shared a bed, and she would NOT GO TO SLEEP - "just one more question, Mama..")
S: I want to be married...
Me: Yes, when you grow up, when you're older.
S: When I get married, we will sleep together in the same bed.
Me: Mmmmhmm...
S. And we will pack TWO suitcases...
Me: Two!
S. Yes. and we will get on an airplane...and then the lady will ask us, Would you like two coloring books?
As Tom says....what is better than coloring with your new husband?
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Deep thinker
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.
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 3, 2010
Friday, May 28, 2010
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.
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