Monday, January 24, 2011
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Life through the eyes of Sophie
I'm too busy/lazy to think up my own blog topics right now, so I'm gonna steal from my youngest instead. Here are some random quotes/observations from Sophie this week that made me giggle.
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Started using the phrase My Little Pony as an exclamation. Examples:
"My Little Pony, it's a beautiful day!"
"Ugh. I can't get my pants up! My. Little. PONY!"
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Pointing at a black smart car: "Hey! That car looks like a peppermint patty!"
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Listening to "Teenage Dream" (GLEE version) in the car: "I asked Daddy to sing this to me for lullaby last night, but he didn't know da words. Daddy mean to me!"
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Listening to "If I Had A Million Dollars" in the car: "I loved this song when I was a boy."
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Listening to Miley Cyrus's "Party in the U.S.A." in the car: "Hannah Mun-dana is a boy-girl. She has a vagina just like me!"
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In car, just after going over a speed bump: "Mommy, when you go 'bum-da-bum-bum-bum-bum-bum-bum-BUM-da-dum' it makes my tummy feel funny."
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Exchange between Sophie and her babysitter Margaret:
Margaret: "Would you like to read a book?"
Sophie: "Sure!"
Margaret: "How about this one? Once upon a time..."
Sophie: "I really, really, REALLY love all the single ladies."
Margaret: "Hmm? What did you say? Oh, do you mean the song?"
Sophie: "What you say?"
Margeret: "The song 'All The Single Ladies'? I love that song too."
Sophie: "You silly. Now read."
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Peering into the toilet bowl post-defecation: "Look! The toilet paper is hugging the poop! They are friends!"
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Decided to take two buckets of sidewalk chalk trick-or-treating, which consisted of loops around the apartment and repeated stops at my "door" to yell, "Ding dong chalk! Halloween us!"
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Asked if we could "stick to home" and then requested popcorn for breakfast. When I agreed to both, she started dancing in the middle of the kitchen floor and squealing, "I so happy like I never been! Thank you, Mommy!"
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Typed numbers into the calculator and then asked her Daddy what 7:30 means. Chris replied that he didn't know. Sophie leaned right into his face and whisper-shouted, "It means KAY."
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Sophie: "There are no crabs at Red Lobster."
Me: "Really? Where did they go?"
Sophie: "They go home."
Me: "How did they get there?"
Sophie: "They crawled and crawled and crawled until they weren't there anymore."
Me: "Oh. That's nice."
Sophie: "Does dat make you sad, Mommy?"
Me: "That the crabs are gone? No, I'm glad they got home safely."
Sophie: "Me, too. They are so brave. They my favorites."
Me: "Your favorite crabs?"
Sophie: "No. My favorite friends."
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Started using the phrase My Little Pony as an exclamation. Examples:
"My Little Pony, it's a beautiful day!"
"Ugh. I can't get my pants up! My. Little. PONY!"
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Pointing at a black smart car: "Hey! That car looks like a peppermint patty!"
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Listening to "Teenage Dream" (GLEE version) in the car: "I asked Daddy to sing this to me for lullaby last night, but he didn't know da words. Daddy mean to me!"
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Listening to "If I Had A Million Dollars" in the car: "I loved this song when I was a boy."
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Listening to Miley Cyrus's "Party in the U.S.A." in the car: "Hannah Mun-dana is a boy-girl. She has a vagina just like me!"
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In car, just after going over a speed bump: "Mommy, when you go 'bum-da-bum-bum-bum-bum-bum-bum-BUM-da-dum' it makes my tummy feel funny."
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Exchange between Sophie and her babysitter Margaret:
Margaret: "Would you like to read a book?"
Sophie: "Sure!"
Margaret: "How about this one? Once upon a time..."
Sophie: "I really, really, REALLY love all the single ladies."
Margaret: "Hmm? What did you say? Oh, do you mean the song?"
Sophie: "What you say?"
Margeret: "The song 'All The Single Ladies'? I love that song too."
Sophie: "You silly. Now read."
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Peering into the toilet bowl post-defecation: "Look! The toilet paper is hugging the poop! They are friends!"
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Decided to take two buckets of sidewalk chalk trick-or-treating, which consisted of loops around the apartment and repeated stops at my "door" to yell, "Ding dong chalk! Halloween us!"
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Asked if we could "stick to home" and then requested popcorn for breakfast. When I agreed to both, she started dancing in the middle of the kitchen floor and squealing, "I so happy like I never been! Thank you, Mommy!"
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Typed numbers into the calculator and then asked her Daddy what 7:30 means. Chris replied that he didn't know. Sophie leaned right into his face and whisper-shouted, "It means KAY."
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Sophie: "There are no crabs at Red Lobster."
Me: "Really? Where did they go?"
Sophie: "They go home."
Me: "How did they get there?"
Sophie: "They crawled and crawled and crawled until they weren't there anymore."
Me: "Oh. That's nice."
Sophie: "Does dat make you sad, Mommy?"
Me: "That the crabs are gone? No, I'm glad they got home safely."
Sophie: "Me, too. They are so brave. They my favorites."
Me: "Your favorite crabs?"
Sophie: "No. My favorite friends."
Friday, January 14, 2011
One lovely ladyfellow and three boys of his(her) own
Sophie sings her version of one of her favorite lullabies. (Sorry Marcia-Jan-Cindy, you are apparently no longer in the family.)
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Friday, January 7, 2011
Florida, I am telling you...you're gonna love me
As previously mentioned, we spent a week in Sarasota, Florida over Christmas. It was my step-grandmother-in-law's (you follow that?) 90th birthday party, and the entire Wilson clan flew in for the event. It was great to reconnect with family we don't often get to see. We shared living quarters with Chris's stepbrother Paul, his wife Carrie, and their three awesome kids. By the time we left, I think Emma and Sophie were seriously considering asking Paul and Carrie to adopt them. It was a total lovefest. Between all the aunts, uncles, cousins and grandparents vying for their attention, the girls were in serious happyland. Believe it or not, this birthday was the first I'd ever spent away from my family, and my in-laws surprised me with a cake at Christmas dinner. Even taking into consideration the ridiculous hat they forced onto my head requested I wear (see pic below), it was a super sweet gesture that I really appreciated. All told, we had a great visit. In fact, the only disappointing thing about the trip was the weather.
During our last trip to the Sunshine State, I began to suspect that Florida had something against us. After our most recent visit, I can confirm that Florida most certainly does dislike my family. The minute we arrived, Florida gave us the cold shoulder. Admittedly, the weather was still much more pleasant than what was going on back home in Chicago. I will even concede that Florida granted a brief weather reprieve on my birthday, and for a couple of hours I basked in the sun and studiously ignored the goosebumps flooding my flesh every time the wind changed direction. (Thank you, Florida.) However, the rest of the trip was jacket weather. The only day the temps edged past 70 was the day we were leaving, of course. Still, Florida was slightly warmer to us than she was back in February. I sense marginal progress. And I do love a challenge. So...Florida? Hear me now. I refuse to be deterred by your hostile overtures. We will continue to visit, and eventually, we will win you over. I promise you, one day you will weep sunbeams of joy the minute my family crosses the state line. Just you wait. And until then...game on.
And now...a fewwords from our sponsor pics from our trip.
During our last trip to the Sunshine State, I began to suspect that Florida had something against us. After our most recent visit, I can confirm that Florida most certainly does dislike my family. The minute we arrived, Florida gave us the cold shoulder. Admittedly, the weather was still much more pleasant than what was going on back home in Chicago. I will even concede that Florida granted a brief weather reprieve on my birthday, and for a couple of hours I basked in the sun and studiously ignored the goosebumps flooding my flesh every time the wind changed direction. (Thank you, Florida.) However, the rest of the trip was jacket weather. The only day the temps edged past 70 was the day we were leaving, of course. Still, Florida was slightly warmer to us than she was back in February. I sense marginal progress. And I do love a challenge. So...Florida? Hear me now. I refuse to be deterred by your hostile overtures. We will continue to visit, and eventually, we will win you over. I promise you, one day you will weep sunbeams of joy the minute my family crosses the state line. Just you wait. And until then...game on.
And now...a few
Christmas morning
Happy birthday to me...and Jesus!
The girls with G. & G. Kitty
We clean up well, no?
Dinner at the Ritz with the whole family. Fun fun fun.
Outside! In their swimsuits! IN THE WATER! Gotcha, Florida...take THAT!
Chillin' on the beach with my homegirl, Sophie P.
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Sophie on a Wednesday
Woke up to Sophie's bloodcurdling screams. Terrified, I literally ran to her room, convinced she had somehow managed to set herself on fire or sever a limb. As soon as Sophie caught sight of me, all screeching ceased and she broke into a huge grin. "Mommy, hi! You're awake! Can we please go climb a mountain today?"
The girls had a great time in Florida with their grandparents and the entire Wilson clan. (I promise to post pictures soon!) Aunt Carrie crocheted scarfs for the girls, and Sophie loved being her crocheting assistant.
Carrie attached a little bell to the end of the scarf, which rings every time Sophie experiences sudden movement. Sophie usually loves the ringing, but in the car today, she wasn't feeling it. "Ma-maaaaa! Every time you make the car do fast, it brings my jingle down. Don't bring my jingle down, okay?"
During the same aforementioned car ride, Sophie pointed up at an airplane with a huge plume of dark smoke trailing behind it. "Look, Mama! That airplane tooted out poop all over da sky!"
Sophie: "I saw Santa Claus last morning."
Me: "You did? Where did you see Santa?"
Sophie: "On the street. He was walking around and looking for where all the Christmas went."
When we left for Florida, there was snow all over the ground. Upon our return, it was gone. This confused Sophie greatly. I explained that when we went to Florida, the snow melted away. She seemed satisfied with that response, and I thought the conversation was over. Then today, out of nowhere, she looked out our window and burst into tears. "What's wrong?" I asked. "Mommy, why did Florida dead kill our snowman?" she wailed.
Sophie has finally started attempting to go #2 on the toilet (as opposed to timing her bowel movements for naps or bedtime so she can use a pull up, which has been her impressively successful avoidance strategy for the last six months). Tonight was her second straight success on the potty. "Hooray!" I shouted. "What do you have to say for yourself, big girl?" Sophie beamed and exclaimed, "Yay! I go poop just like a dolphin!"
The girls had a great time in Florida with their grandparents and the entire Wilson clan. (I promise to post pictures soon!) Aunt Carrie crocheted scarfs for the girls, and Sophie loved being her crocheting assistant.
During the same aforementioned car ride, Sophie pointed up at an airplane with a huge plume of dark smoke trailing behind it. "Look, Mama! That airplane tooted out poop all over da sky!"
Sophie: "I saw Santa Claus last morning."
Me: "You did? Where did you see Santa?"
Sophie: "On the street. He was walking around and looking for where all the Christmas went."
When we left for Florida, there was snow all over the ground. Upon our return, it was gone. This confused Sophie greatly. I explained that when we went to Florida, the snow melted away. She seemed satisfied with that response, and I thought the conversation was over. Then today, out of nowhere, she looked out our window and burst into tears. "What's wrong?" I asked. "Mommy, why did Florida dead kill our snowman?" she wailed.
Sophie has finally started attempting to go #2 on the toilet (as opposed to timing her bowel movements for naps or bedtime so she can use a pull up, which has been her impressively successful avoidance strategy for the last six months). Tonight was her second straight success on the potty. "Hooray!" I shouted. "What do you have to say for yourself, big girl?" Sophie beamed and exclaimed, "Yay! I go poop just like a dolphin!"
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