Saturday, December 24, 2011

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas to you and yours!


May your holiday be merry and bright!

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Such a Talented Child

Here is the famed Elmo t-shirt that kept Sophie pointing at her belly even after we put the shirt in the laundry.  "Sophie, where's Elmo?"
"Elmo!" and points at his face with both hands.

The little red monster brings this child such glee.
In fact, today was just a happy day in general -- she spent it running amok in the house and laughing wildly.
In retrospect, that may have had something to do with the light dusting of powdered sugar all over everything, as a result of my second (yes, second) batch of Puppy Chow in as many weeks.
Hooray for sugar!
With every day that passes, her little personality just shows itself more and more.  She is a very funny kid, who likes to tease and laugh and joke around.  She knows LOTS of words now, and she will parrot new ones back to you if you say them to her.
But for all the giggling and talking, that's not her most impressive skill...
Because today, dear friends, today I learned that my amazing child can... (drumroll please)...
Play the piano with her rear end.  Yes.  Great things are in store for this young one, I can already see it.

Sunday, December 18, 2011

All Dressed Up

So this is the part where I confess that I have become that woman.  The one who (you already knew) dressed up small dogs in Halloween costumes.  I have now graduated to matching my kid's dress to her doll.
And I am not the least bit ashamed.  Because it is unbelievably adorable that they match. It makes me grin.  Especially when Sophie sees her doll and yells "Bayyyy-beeeeeeee!" at the top of her lungs.
(Needless to say, Sophie and her baby sister will be sporting matching duds once Scarlett arrives, possibly with their own matching dolls for each of them.  There is no end to the cuteness potential.)
Oh and this is just the beginning of the available Christmas outfits for the little miss.  I've got at least 3 more, so she's going to have to find some parties to go to, ASAP, in the next week.
Either that or we are going to have several photo opp/costume changes on Christmas Eve/Christmas Day.
The sparkly black shoes just kill me.  Sophie picked them out (sort of.  She picked bright pink sparkly ones.... I gently led her to the slightly-more-understated version of the same shoe, in black.)
Oops, and this is where I confess that she may or may not have opened one of her presents already.  Thank you Aunt Jenny and Uncle Josh! :)
The wee princess sported this look to my firm's annual Christmas party, which was actually a tropical theme, but hey, who's really going to turn away this precious little mug?
The funniest part of her wearing this outfit is that she'd worn a t-shirt with Elmo's face emblazoned on it for most of the day before (and overnight), and she'd spent the whole day telling anyone who would listen, that "Elmo! Elmo! Elmo!" was on her shirt, and she'd point to his face.  She hadn't gotten past this wonder by the time she was wearing the Christmas dress, so she spent the party telling people "Elmo!" and pointing to the big red and white bow on her chest.

Yes, honey.  Elmo.  Good job.

Thursday, December 8, 2011

Little Swashbuckler

Lately we've taken a real liking to dress-up games.
The latest costume of choice?
Daddy's belt, sometimes worn as a necklace, sometimes wrapped twice around her waist and worn like a jaunty little swashbuckler.
She cried when I tried to take it off of her, so we let her wear it most of the morning.
See my belt, Mommy?
She finally tried to take it off herself, so I helped her, thinking we were done playing with the belt at that point.
Nope, she just started carrying it around over her shoulder instead.

Tuesday, December 6, 2011


I finally bought the right size rubber bands to put Sophie's hair in pigtails.
And with one snap of the rubber band, she grew up from a baby into a little girl!
Eeek! She looks so much older with a "hairstyle."
I'm not sure I can handle it.
She went to school one day this week with her piggy-tails in, and the folks at school oohed-and-aahed over her.
I might not be ready for pigtails. I might not be ready for her to look so grown up.
I mean, that's no baby -- that's a certified toddler right there.
Aack! Someone slow down time!
The good thing about the baby-to-toddler transition:  We get to enjoy new things that babies don't do, such as "playing pretend in cardboard boxes."
A room full of toys and she wants the cardboard box!  :)  Warms my heart.
Once she discovered the hide-and-seek potential of the top flap, it was ON.
Where is Sophie?
There she is!!
So maybe it will be okay for her to grow into toddlerhood.  Its proving itself to be quite a fun age, even if I'm not ready for her to look so grown up in her pigtails.  Time is flying by too quickly these days!

Thursday, December 1, 2011

Quotable Quotes

Steven, to Sophie, at approximately 8:30 PM tonight:

"Ooookay, you're crying about your flashcards, and that means its time for bed."

[Gathers her up to carry her to bed, still talking to her]

"You know, Mommy did the same thing when she was studying for the bar exam.  She cried over her flashcards, too.  Are you doing a re-enactment of 2007? Yeah? Ok. Time for bed."


Sunday, November 20, 2011

So Many Words

Our little Chatty Cathy has quite a few "words" under her belt now.  I put that in quotes, because they still require a little interpretation.  I consider her to have learned a new word when she uses the same set of syllables each time she references the word.

So, to the list:

Ba ba! or Baa!!  Always spoken passionately, and usually if you hear this, you should duck, because she's going to throw it directly at your head.

Cha-ka. She definitely knows when I say "Sophie, where's your jacket? Find your jacket!" and she can run and fetch it.  While she's looking for it, you can hear her whispering under her breath, "Cha-ka, cha-ka" but she's not as confident with this word yet.

Nana! or I've also heard Ma-nana! I don't have a picture of her with a banana, because if I handed her an unpeeled banana and tried to snap a picture, she would have already chomped through the skin of the banana and started crying.  She adores them.  If we walk by a display of bananas in a store, its over.  She will start shouting "Nanananananananananana!"  We end up buying bananas every time we see them, which is fine, of course, because she can eat two a day without batting an eye.

"Khh-Khh"  She actually hasn't connected the dots with goldfish crackers and the "K" sound, but she has these Earth's Best crackers with Elmo on the box (guess why they ended up in the cart?), and she points to them and says "Khh-Khh" pretty consistently now.

Water Cup or Bottle:
"Ba-ba." Again, this is where the interpretation comes in.  If she doesn't have a ball in her hand, and doesn't see a ball nearby (or anything else that is circular and could be seen as a ball -- a picture of a circle, a balloon, you name it), then she's probably saying "bottle" or "water cup."  While she can't say different words for these two items, if you tell her "go get your water cup" she will retrieve her sippy cup and not a bottle.  We are trying to phase out the bottle, but she seems to be convinced that a sippy cup should only contain water, and she gets this really disappointed look on her face if she takes a swig from a sippy cup and it has milk and not water.  Like we're trying to trick her or something.

Dog, or Woof:
"Roh! Roh!" or sometimes, a panting sound.  The panting sound was her very first "word," and she started doing it at about 10 months, maybe earlier, specifically from reading this little Baby Einstein book about dogs.  We would get to the page that said "Dogs pant when they are warm," and it showed a picture of a dog with its tongue sticking out, and she would pant.  So stinking cute.  She pants less now and does the barking sound more, but its not just reserved for dogs, and its not just reserved for "the noise that dogs make."  I think when she says roh! roh! she just means "Look, look, an animal of some sort!"

"Sssssss" or "Sshhhh."  This is another one of those words, like jacket, that she understands perfectly when I say "Go find your shoes" but she says "sshhhh" under her breath, like she knows the word but isn't confident to shout it yet.

Mommy's shoes/Daddy's shoes:
She can retrieve the correct item, but doesn't have a word for them yet.

Things that she finds interesting and would like to talk to you about:
"Ah-dabbie-shabbil-dabba-shaaabba! Shejabba dabbie?"  And she will say this sentence to you with great consternation in her little eyes, like she is trying to express to you the origins of the universe, only you are clearly not understanding her.  Usually I just nod, and she keeps going.  Often this includes gestures, pointing, handing me things, patting me on the face, etc.  Steven says she sounds sort of like the  little Jawas on Star Wars (the ones that sell the droids to Luke and Obi-Wan).

She's got these down, complete with waving.  A cute misunderstanding that she does -- when I say "high chair," she waves at the high chair, as if to say "Hi, chair!"

"Chhh."  She will only say this if you first say "Cheerios!" and its also spoken softly, like the "shhh" for shoes.

She's also started wandering off into our front room to play in her playhouse without us.
We can hear her in there, banging the plastic nails with the plastic hammer and saying the big sentence of gibberish, above.  She has a lot to say about her playhouse.  She goes in and closes the little door behind herself every single time -- she is a very methodical baby.

Related funny thing:  The room that we keep the playhouse in is the front sitting room, and the doorway is flanked on either side by pillars.  Sophie is utterly convinced that squeezing between the pillar and the doorjam is the only proper way to enter this room.
Note: she does not exit the room this way.  This is just the way she gets into the room.  Every, single, time.

Suffice to say, she is a hilarious little kid, and she constantly keeps us grinning.