Katie sings a lot, just like her big sister. The song I hear most frequently is "Jesus Loves Me." I can pick up on the word "Bible" and that's usually the only way I can tell what song it is. She also loves to say "no way!" when asked most any question, but especially "would you give Mama a hug?". I learned that she usually means "yes" when she says that, because I when I would ask her if she wanted a banana, I would put the banana away after she said "no way"...but then she would break into tears...
And, now, for the first time in public, we present "Katiebug", singing "Jesus Loves Me."
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
More Kiddie Park
Any of my old friends out there? Remember this place? Not too much has changed, although the roller coaster is no longer there. I will always remember screaming so loud on that thing, the operator stopped it after only one trip around to let me off... Abby loves roller coasters, so she is sad it is no longer there.
Friday, September 24, 2010
Little Girls
We spent a blissful afternoon at the Kiddie Park today. Katie got to ride the rides for the first time, and she loved it. When she and Abby rode the cars, she waved and hollered "hi" at Abby every time around. We have many more photos, but these are my favorites. I will add more tomorrow. So check back soon! :-)
The Shoe Gene
Abigail has a shoe addiction. She did not learn a love for shoes from me. I am known to wear shoes until they have holes in their soles. Until I started working again recently, I wore my brown crocs almost every single day since Abby was born. I'm serious. So, where did Abigail acquire this shoe fettish? Did she maybe inherit it? Hmmmm.... oh, yes, now I remember. I once overheard Aunt Kim and Aunt Cori getting to know each other for the first time...and I am certain that they were laughing about their shared love for shoes... Aunt Cori summed it up by saying, "you know, a pair of shoes just isn't worth a girl's time if she doesn't have to pop a few Advil to wear them."Given that both Aunts have boys, I think Abigail has a good shot at being spoiled by her aunts in the shoe department! :-) They all share the shoe "gene" afterall.
Early signs of Abigail's addiction popped up before she had much of a vocabulary. She would go all the way to my closet and bring me shoes when she wanted to go "bye-bye", and, even more memorably, she would join Jake in the closet and hold shoes up to him. Even if he already had other shoes on, she would throw a fit if he did not take her recommendation. Later on, all the workers at our gym's kid's club were on "shoe alert" when Abigail (around 18 months) arrived because she had swiped a pair of fake crocs one time.
Lately, at her new preschool, they have told me that she is doing very well with everything, but that the one thing to note is that she chronically puts on another little girl's shoes the moment she takes them off... as if she is watching and waiting for the exact moment to pounce.
This morning, she had taken a "Family Fun" magazine off my bedside table and was flipping through it. So I asked her to find an activity in there that looked like fun for us to do soon. Next thing I know, she is excitedly hollering, "Mommy! Mommy" "Can we go buy these shoes today?" She has spotted an ad for Payless and set her heart on a pair of sparkly tennis shoes....
But here is the best shoe story of all... Mimi picked Abby up from Spanish class last week, fed her lunch and then dropped her off at her preschool. In filling Mimi in on the important details she needs to know to lend a hand with Abby when I am at work, I made a point to tell her that Abby must wear tennis shoes to preschool and warned her that even though I had put the tennis shoes on before leaving for work, Abby might try to change her shoes and persuade Mimi that it is ok. Well, last week, when Mimi picked Abby up from Spanish she had on some brown suede-like shoes with flowers. Mimi did not say a word, but on her own initiative, Abby simply said, "these are tennis shoes, Mimi". Mimi let her wear them to school. So when I picked her up from school that afternoon, I immediately noticed the shoes and asked her if Mimi had given them to her. She said "yes" and assured me that she had told Mimi thank you for the new shoes. Later on, I also thanked Mimi for buying Abby the new shoes... Mimi said "your welcome." So, here is the good part. The next day when I dropped Abby off at Spanish, one of the other mother's approached me and said, "oh, good, Abby is wearing Sienna's shoes! Sienna has Abby's tennis shoes!" I very confidently replied by saying, "oh, no, I'm sorry. But these brown shoes are Abby's. Her grandma bought them for her last week." The other mother and the teacher looked at me funny and then the teacher told me the story about how Abby had put this other little girl's shoes on before Mimi picked her up. Then Abby left before the other little girl's mother arrived to pick her up. The icing on the cake is that Mimi thought maybe she had forgotten buying the shoes, and she actually accepted my thanks when I mentioned it. Too funny!
So, I have finally come to the point of accepting the fact that my daughter has inherited the "shoe gene", a fact that will surely impact our entire family's life significantly. The evidence is undeniable... lest you think I am being negative, take a look for yourself... http://littlegraymatters.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-shoes_11.html and http://littlegraymatters.blogspot.com/2009/03/popop-little-cinderella_17.html and see #14 here http://littlegraymatters.blogspot.com/2009/08/priceless-conversations_29.html and see #6 here http://littlegraymatters.blogspot.com/2009/04/trials-and-triumphs-of-terrible-twos_07.html. But we are all committed to helping her live the most normal life possible...
Early signs of Abigail's addiction popped up before she had much of a vocabulary. She would go all the way to my closet and bring me shoes when she wanted to go "bye-bye", and, even more memorably, she would join Jake in the closet and hold shoes up to him. Even if he already had other shoes on, she would throw a fit if he did not take her recommendation. Later on, all the workers at our gym's kid's club were on "shoe alert" when Abigail (around 18 months) arrived because she had swiped a pair of fake crocs one time.
Lately, at her new preschool, they have told me that she is doing very well with everything, but that the one thing to note is that she chronically puts on another little girl's shoes the moment she takes them off... as if she is watching and waiting for the exact moment to pounce.
This morning, she had taken a "Family Fun" magazine off my bedside table and was flipping through it. So I asked her to find an activity in there that looked like fun for us to do soon. Next thing I know, she is excitedly hollering, "Mommy! Mommy" "Can we go buy these shoes today?" She has spotted an ad for Payless and set her heart on a pair of sparkly tennis shoes....
But here is the best shoe story of all... Mimi picked Abby up from Spanish class last week, fed her lunch and then dropped her off at her preschool. In filling Mimi in on the important details she needs to know to lend a hand with Abby when I am at work, I made a point to tell her that Abby must wear tennis shoes to preschool and warned her that even though I had put the tennis shoes on before leaving for work, Abby might try to change her shoes and persuade Mimi that it is ok. Well, last week, when Mimi picked Abby up from Spanish she had on some brown suede-like shoes with flowers. Mimi did not say a word, but on her own initiative, Abby simply said, "these are tennis shoes, Mimi". Mimi let her wear them to school. So when I picked her up from school that afternoon, I immediately noticed the shoes and asked her if Mimi had given them to her. She said "yes" and assured me that she had told Mimi thank you for the new shoes. Later on, I also thanked Mimi for buying Abby the new shoes... Mimi said "your welcome." So, here is the good part. The next day when I dropped Abby off at Spanish, one of the other mother's approached me and said, "oh, good, Abby is wearing Sienna's shoes! Sienna has Abby's tennis shoes!" I very confidently replied by saying, "oh, no, I'm sorry. But these brown shoes are Abby's. Her grandma bought them for her last week." The other mother and the teacher looked at me funny and then the teacher told me the story about how Abby had put this other little girl's shoes on before Mimi picked her up. Then Abby left before the other little girl's mother arrived to pick her up. The icing on the cake is that Mimi thought maybe she had forgotten buying the shoes, and she actually accepted my thanks when I mentioned it. Too funny!
So, I have finally come to the point of accepting the fact that my daughter has inherited the "shoe gene", a fact that will surely impact our entire family's life significantly. The evidence is undeniable... lest you think I am being negative, take a look for yourself... http://littlegraymatters.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-shoes_11.html and http://littlegraymatters.blogspot.com/2009/03/popop-little-cinderella_17.html and see #14 here http://littlegraymatters.blogspot.com/2009/08/priceless-conversations_29.html and see #6 here http://littlegraymatters.blogspot.com/2009/04/trials-and-triumphs-of-terrible-twos_07.html. But we are all committed to helping her live the most normal life possible...
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Happy Days
Here's a little update since the last blog post...
It is official. Katie has a sweet tooth. She is picky with anything and everything that is not packed with sugar. So here she is enjoying her first rice krispy treat...
Katie has developed a love for cooking... 
Abby made muffins... unbeknownst to me, she made them in her play kitchen with green "Superfood" smoothie...
Abby turned our bedroom into an obstacle course, which was all fun until her toe caught on a pillow as she hopped over it and propelled her into our footboard...within a minute or less, she had a purple golf ball growing out of her head...
Katie discovered a bump on her head that needed a little attention too...
This Mom has loosened up...see Katie enjoying a milkshake from McDonalds... and you don't even see the Krispy Kreme hats on the floor of my car...
It is official. Katie has a sweet tooth. She is picky with anything and everything that is not packed with sugar. So here she is enjoying her first rice krispy treat...
Katie has been busy. Abby sees to it that she always has a nametag on her back, as she is enrolled in Abby's gym "kid's club", Sunday School, nursery and music class...all which require nametags, duh!
Katie has developed a love for cooking... One day, she got a little carried away and knocked over the restaurant...
But her sense of humor has returned...
Abby hosted a birthday party for "Lambie"... with as many stuffed animals and babies we have around our house, birthday parties occur very regularly...
Abby made muffins... unbeknownst to me, she made them in her play kitchen with green "Superfood" smoothie...
We built an ark under the playroom table and shepherded all of our stuffed animals and baby dolls on board just as the "rain" from the white noise machine began pouring down...
Abby turned our bedroom into an obstacle course, which was all fun until her toe caught on a pillow as she hopped over it and propelled her into our footboard...within a minute or less, she had a purple golf ball growing out of her head...Daddy and ice packs to the rescue...
Katie discovered a bump on her head that needed a little attention too...
This Mom has loosened up...see Katie enjoying a milkshake from McDonalds... and you don't even see the Krispy Kreme hats on the floor of my car... 
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