March 12, 2008
The "Cat" Toy
For those of you who know me, you know I'm fairly odd. So of course I dont have a normal child, no no. That would be too, well, odd, to have a normal child who would then think her mother is strange.
So let me give you some background. A few weeks ago I bought this 3 dollar cat toy that consists of some nylon fabric, some dangly thing, holes on all sides except one, and a catnip scent. Did the cats play with in? No. They sniffed in distain and went back to fulfilling their goal of becoming a LOL cat. Lila, however, loves this thing. She'll wear it around the house, her head sticking out of one hole, her arms out of others, and her legs out the bottom. She calls it her 'Robot Clothes.'
This morning, I go to wake her and found this - yes, she is sleeping in the cat toy.
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March 11, 2008
Shrugalicious!
I made this cute little shrug for Lila not too long ago from this pattern. I poked along at it, taking 2 weeks. Bad, Mommy! She'd near grown out of it between the time I took the measurements to the time she put it on. Sigh.
cute, tho! Baby Poo Poo (the younger cousin) will love it, and soon get it. =p
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January 26, 2008
An Indication That The Child Is Feeling Better
Mommy leaves the room
Child begins to jump on her mini trampoline
Mommy returns
"What? There is no jumping on the trampoline! Sick children do not jump on the trampoline! Sick children lie quietly on the couch under blankets, drinking fluids and letting their little bodies rest and recover from their colds! You have a fever. Where are your socks? It's too cold for no socks! Locate your socks! Return to the couch! This is not a Fun Day, this is a Sick Day!"
Child stamps, flails limbs about and wails
"You never let me have any fun!!!!"
Child finds socks and returns to the couch, pulling its knees up to its chest, crossing its arms, protruding its lower lip from its face, and glowers at Mommy
Yea, she'll be just fine : )
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December 22, 2007
Yea, I know... "Where You Been?"
This time of year is always full o sparse postings as I'm busy getting things made for xmas gifts. Luckily, my fam always gets together AFTER xmas, so I get a few days of extra Hooker time, which is nice.
Work's been crazy busy - I've been getting rid of the many flavors of Rats (those pesky buggy things that always pop up and multiply like rabbits that arent super important but must be taken care of nonetheless) this week, as well as catching up and keeping up before my lovely 10 day break from work. Yaay, xmas. : )
Lila is such a good girl. I attended an assembly last week at her school where she received a merit award for reading. What a good girl! I am so proud of her. : )
I got a new phone... an iphone, if you can believe that, which rounded out my istuff quite nicely. It's a glorious little toy that everyone loves to play with. The best part - work is going to reimburse me for it since I use it for text, IM, and phone contact with my peeps who need library stuff. Even Lila loves the little thing and runs around the house snapping pics like crazy. Here's some of my Lila iFavs:
And my Favoritest of all...
Oh yea, speaking of iStuff, you *so* have to check out the The 2007 Holiday Guide To iCr@p
Been really busy pumping out hat n scarf sets. Like this one, for my niece. I figure it's safe to post it here, cuz she is 3 and definitely doesnt read my blog. =P
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November 01, 2007
Tattooed Lila
So....
Apparently, *THIS* is what happens when you leave your child unsupervised with the temporary tattoos she got last night in her Halloween goody bag....
When I asked her about her reasoning for putting it there, by her mouth, on her face, she replied, "I wanted everyone to see it, Mommy." Yea, you sure covered that base, Lila!
Note to Self - stuporvise the child/temporary tattooing application....
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July 20, 2007
Bubbles
Few things are sweeter than watching your lovely child chase bubbles in the yard....
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June 26, 2007
Fired!
I got fired today. *lol*
It was not a good morning, not by any means. My little one was sleeping in, and pushing our time table into the danger zone, so I go in and try to gently wake her. She, my happy creature, buries her head under the covers and ignores me. This is not a good sign.
I finally rouse her and we sit down at the breakfast table over oatmeal.
(child glares)
"Mommy, I didnt want oatmeal! I wanted waffles! How could you give me oatmeal?"
"Well, Lila, I thought you could use a little variety, and besides, you like oatmeal. It's peach."
"Well... not this orange kind! I dont like orange!" (mind, this is the exact same peach oatmeal we've been eating successfully for years)
"Okay, I'm sorry. However, it is too late now to make a new breakfast (Mommy glancing nervously at the clock, as we are now officially 5 minutes over schedule). I suggest you eat what you've got. I will make you waffles next time."
(child takes bite.)
"AAAUGH, Mommy! This is too hot!!!" Um, have I mentioned that it's been sitting for nearly 15 minutes as I wake the child, then proceed to argue with the child for the remaining 10?
"Really? Interesting. Well, tell you what. You go get dressed and I will put this in a tupperware for you to take to daycare." We then 'discuss' this for 3 more minutes until the child finally stamps away, waiving its limbs and carrying on about not liking to eat breakfast at daycare.
5 mins later -
"Lila, how would you like your hair brushed today? A ponytail? Braids?"
"I cant decide, Mommy! You decide for me. You pick." I then proceed to brush her hair and pull her bangs out of her face, pinning them with a bobby pin. I brush the rest. It looks really lovely.
"What is this? Mommy, this is awful! This is horrible! Why didnt you do a pony tail? Or braids?"
"Well, you said it was my pick. Get your shoes."
"But Mommy, my hair is ugly and I hate it! It's awful!"
"Okay, then fix it at school. We dont have time now. GET YOUR SHOES, PLEASE!"
"But Mommy -"
"GET YOUR SHOES ON THEY'RE RIGHT THERE BY THE COUCH NOW OR YOU WONT GO TO SCHOOL WITH SHOES!! NOW NOW NOW!!!"
(child bursts into tears, gets shoes, and finally makes it to the car)
"Mommy! You were supposed to do my hair in a way I liked it! Not like this! A pony tail, or braids!"
"Lila, you did say it was my choice. So, I chose. I love your hair and I think it's beautiful. If you dont like it, have a teacher re-do it for you at school."
"Mommy, it's not what I want!"
"Well, you said it was what *I* wanted! So I picked it, and I like it! If you wanted just a pony tail or braids, you should have said something. You need to work on your communication skills, Lila."
"That's it! You're fired!"
(Mommy laughs hysterically, enraging the child)
"YOU'RE FIRED, FIRED, FIRED!!! YOU'RE FIRED!!!! AAAUUGGGHHH!!!!!!"
Daniel suggests I unionize so I can strike if I'm unhappy with conditions. : )
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April 24, 2007
Pants Purse
Ooooh, my sweetie friend Tina from Secret Crochet Pals make the cutest little pink pants purse for Lila. Lila loves her pants purse, and immediately stuffed her glitter 'lip glop' inside and is now carrying the purse around the house. Thanks, Tina!!!! You are too sweet!!! : )
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December 22, 2006
Bah, Humbug!
You know, I don't celebrate Christmas. I've not cared much for it since I was about 8 and learned that trees die when you cut them down. And let's not even go there about this split from something spritual and family oriented to a commercial free-for-all at Target and Best Buy. But anyways. Back to our story.
So I volunteer an hour each week in my daughter's school library when her class is there. The librarian and I take turns reading books to the children, sometimes I tell stories, and we help the children find books to check out for the week. I arrive early yesterday, and the librarian eagerly tells me about this exquisite pop up book she wants to read, how she knows the author and that the book is beautiful, and then she drops the bombshell - it's the 12 days of xmas, and she expects me to sing it. Uhhh.... right.
We begin by introducting the book to the children, and turn to the first page where I begin, "on the first day of xmas, my true love gave to me, a partridge in a pear tree." k, got that part. Then, "on the second day of xmas, my true love gave to me.... pause... (insert image of me leaning over the librarian frantically trying to read the text of the book because I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THE WORDS ARE TO THIS FRIGGIN' SONG)." yeah, it went like that.
By the fourth day of xmas, the librarian figured out I did not know this particular xmas carol and would intentionally SHOW me the page so I knew what to sing. Sigh. By the fifth day, she's begun to sing, too, and has encouarged the children to join us, even selecting one vocal young'un to solo 'the partridge in a pear tree' part (of course... it's the one part i knew). All the children are merrilly singing along, me stumbling along, trying to figure out what gift is next while simultaneously remembering the sequence as we count back down, and I look down on to the face of my lovely Lila. She is sitting there, slack jawed and more than a little confused with all this merrymaking and group sing-songing; clearly she doesnt know the words to this particular xmas carol, either. I simultaneously feel bad that I've maybe let her down a little bit yet happy that I'm not the only one who doesn't know what the hell's going on.
I read them a book about Hannukkah when we finished the carol travesty. For Jen. : )
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July 19, 2006
The Sweetness of Mommy-Hood
My sweet Lila... she brought this home a few days ago, and isn't it the cutest? Teacher asked, and wrote Lila's responses.
Awww... It's so sweet to see how my little creature is becoming her own person and I love these little insights into how she thinks. The answer "Mommy is special because... she is." that is so classic of Lila. She will say 'because' or 'it is' if she lacks the vocabulary or abstract thought to answer, and sometimes I think if she really doesn't understand the question. 'Special' is pretty abstract for a five year old, I think, so it make sense. And I adore that she is impessed that I know about her birthday. After 2 weeks late and 5 days of prodromal labor, who could forget??? *lol*
She's such a sweet thing. She loves to play 'mailman.' She'll work at making a card or a picture, and will fold another paper around it, tape it, and deliver it to us, or her teachers. Last week, she asked for a new swimsuit, and I told her we didn't have enough money to go shopping right now and she had to wait. She came back a half hour later with little circles and rectangles cut out and colored and said, "Here Mommy, here's some money. Let's go shopping!"
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