Thursday, January 15, 2009
My little Beezie-girl is growing so fast. Although she is only 2 and 3/4 years old, she is now wearing size 4T! She has so quickly moved from sweet mispronunciations like "chlocalate" and "falowler" to speaking in complex sentences. Now the funny things are her random associations. If you want a doozy of a non sequitur just ask her any question beginning with "Why". Although she does still ask for "tessert" and "cimanin toast". Anyway, before they are lost from my mind forever I thought I'd share some of her recent funnies.
Just right now she was eating a mini-snickers when she looked at me with her brow furrowed and said, "You have to watch out for seeds in this." Not so much a fan of the peanuts apparently.
Katrina has a soft green blanket with silky around the edge. She is very, VERY fond of this blanket. She will take it everywhere we let her. Yesterday I decided it was past due time for it to get washed. I may have previously mentioned the time I carelessly grabbed it from her and threw it in the wash. She screamed her head off for 20min without stopping-no exaggeration. Since then I have bribed her to put in in the wash. Yesterday however, she was having none of it. She would just look at me and say "I want my blankie" and THEN KISS IT! After some attempts at negotiation, I finally just took it and threw it in the wash. Fortunately the tears were short lived when we started reading some stories. After I took it out of the wash and gave it back to her, she grabbed it and started kissing it and saying, "I love you, I love you," then she looked at me and said, "Thank you so much for getting me my blankie out to the wash. I love this blanket." Sheesh
Katrina has never sucked a thumb or a pacifier, but ever since she was little she takes the edge of her blanket and pats it against her lips. We were sitting at the table together and I absently started tapping my mouth with the fuzzy zipper pull on my sweatshirt. She looks at me and says. "Mommy, is that zipper your blankie?" I was taken totally off guard and responded, "No, it's just soft, want to feel it?" After solemnly touching it she states, "My blankie is very soft."
I was sitting in a chair playing with Micah and Katrina comes up and informs me, "Micah is hungry. He wants to eat from your booboos." Umm, he hasn't nursed in over two months, I somehow doubt he suddenly has a hankering. But, thanks anyway.
As I was changing the sheets on her bed she came up and asked if she could help. I basically blew her off. She stands on the edge of the bed and says, "When Daddy is making the bed I say, 'Can I help you Daddy?' and he says, 'Yes you can Katrina.' My Daddy is so, so nice." Um, point taken.
The other day she wanted to make a project and I randomly grabbed a church bulletin and cut out all the leaves on the front, which Katrina then proceeded to glue to a piece of paper. Cheesiest craft ever. A few days later it was sitting on the table and she sees it and says, "Remember Mommy when you cut out those leaves for me and I made a project for you? You are so nice, Mommy. I love you. I want to give you a kiss." Nothing like being appreciated.
She is such a little sweetheart, even when she's driving me out of my mind. Love you Beezikins!
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Christmas Day! Well, I couldn't choose just one picture for today. I wish you all a blessed and belated Merry Christmas! I hope it was a wonderful day, surrounded by those you love. May God bless you in 2009!
I was hoping to take a picture of Emily singing in the Christmas Eve program at our church, but we weren't supposed to use flash and I didn't get any good ones. She did a wonderful job singing her little heart out. This was one of the most hectic Christmas Eves I can remember. Usually we stay home and spend lots of time with family, but Emily REALLY wanted to participate in the Christmas Eve service, so we worked it in. Somehow there were a hundred little things to get done during the day. In the evening my in-laws came over and sung carols together while I made dinner. It wasn't quite the traditional Italian feast I grew up eating, but it was still Italian. Then we dashed out the door for church, enjoyed the service and came back to our house for dessert.
We have a Christmas Eve tradition of opening one present before bed. I loved this tradition when I was a kid, so I've carried it on with my own kids. The presents from mom and dad aren't under the tree until Christmas morning, but there a still ones from kind friends and relatives to choose from. It gives a little foretaste of the next day's delights. I love this picture of Emily. You can see the anticipation and excitement filling her eyes.