F is for...

F is for... FUNNY
S is for ... SUMMER! She's a smarty arty!

We play this game often but her words are getting better, and she is taking more risks with guessing words based on their sounds.

some quickies

When my dad arrived tonight, she said, "Mom! Your dad is here!" I love it that she is getting it that other people have dads too. And that just because he is her grampa, doesn't mean he isn't something to someone else.

She can now play her memory game correctly. She loves to play it on the computer and she gets so excited when she beats the game. She yells, "I won, I won!"

The other day, she said, "hurry, the show is starting!" and when I went in her room she had her princess CD player around her neck playing music. She had made up this awesome dance... one leg a few steps in front of the other and she was just bouncing on that front leg. Very freaking cute. She gave me a little concert, I loved it!

Kat has also been throwing more tantrums lately. Bleh

Kat loves to do Mom's hair. When she did my hair today, when I said "good girl, that's gentle!" She said, "yeah, I'm a really really good girl. I'm really gentle!"

She also has knows how to dress/un dress herself like a PRO. She has been doing this for quite a while but now she picks her own clothes and won't let me come into her room until she is completely dressed. She likes to surprise me. :-)

Happy V Day

Today Kat came to me and said, "Mommy, sometimes I'm a good girl and sometimes I'm a bad girl." I agreed and asked why she was a bad girl sometimes. She said, "because sometimes I'm naughty and don't listen". I said, "yeah, but why?" She said, "I don't know how to answer that question Mommy. I'm bad because I'm bad. But I'm good too."

Also today being V-day she brought me a card that she had received and put in a craft we had made together and said, "here Mommy, you get a present too!" She had wrapped the present in the card and gave it to me and said, "Happy Valentine Day!" It was so sweet.

Also, she stole a bag of sees candy I had received and disappeared into her room. I was on the phone and unable to question her at that second so I just listened through the monitor. She came out a while later and had opened each individual chocolate and put them into a cup. She said, "look Mommy, I made us a party!" She breaks my heart. I assumed she took the candy to eat it and be naughty and she was thinking of me. Sweet heart

Ears Pierced

Today Kat came to me and told me that she thought she was ready to have her ears pierced. Gulp. She had been asking me for months when she could wear earrings like Mommy and I explained to her that when she was a big enough girl to understand that it was going to hurt for a little while and that we would have to take special care of her ears, and she still wanted to have it done, we would do it. Many, many times I would explain this to her and she would say, "yeah, I'm not really ready for that I think. Maybe when I'm a bigger kid". I would agree. Well today she changed her mind. She told me, "I know it's going to hurt, but then it will heal and it won't hurt anymore. I want to wear earrings". So, I took her. She was very brave and only cried a little. She breaks my heart!

Nipple, whipple

Kat is getting better and better with words and definitions. We have been talking about rhymes and such, and the other day when talking about rhyming, she said, "nipple, whipple. Those words rhyme, Mommy!" Yes, they do rhyme Kat!

While Bear was sleeping and Kat was playing, I went into the kitchen and wanted a snack. I decided to just eat a spoonful of ice cream and she caught me. I asked her if she wanted some, and she said, "let me smell what it tastes like". So I let her smell it and she said, "hmm, smells like coffee!" It was mocha latte flavor! She cracks me up!

attitude to SPARE

I have missed so many things that I really wanted to write down. I’m going to be all over the place and probably out of order, but I need to write this stuff down before I forget. I’ve been emailing myself little notes to help me remember. One of my New Year resolutions has to be to keep up on this journaling. I don’t want to forget anything about these babies.

Kat has attitude to spare these days. She is sweet though and has gotten a bit better with her listening.

Every morning when I get Bear up, she wants to hold him right away. She’ll hold him and say, “Hi little buddy, did you have good dreams? Did you? Sissy has you now…” She is so gentle and sweet. When he fusses, she says, “hmm, I wonder what he’s trying to tell us?”

The other day I told her to go potty. She said she didn’t have to. I told her that we were going to try anyhow since we needed to go out for a little while. She sat down and went pee pee and said, “hmm, I didn’t THINK I had to go…”

The other day she went into the bathroom to get something and I followed her In there to blow my nose. She turned to me and said, “um, am I being followed?”

She was going to the bathroom and I went in there. She said, “right now I going poo poo. I don’t ask you to come in here right now. Right now Dora is watching me. Just me and Dora please Mommy”. (Her Dora doll was sitting on the side of the bath tub ‘watching’ her go poo)

I was emailing pictures of Kat and she came in, angry that she didn’t get to use the computer right then. She said, “No Mommy! I want to play that!” Since she yelled, it made Bear cry a little. She immediately knelt down beside him and said, “Oh No Baby Bear! Sissy not mad at you! But I SO MAD at Mommy right now… I wasn’t yelling at you little man I was just mad because Mommy IS NOT listening to me right now. And I’m SO MAD at Mommy right now. But you don’t need to cry wittle man, I’m going to talk to Mommy about this as SOON as I turn around.” (turns around) “Now Mommy, I’m SO MAD at you right now because you not letting me play my game!…” Oh, she’s a spunky monkey, for sure!

Here’s another conversation we recently had:
ME: Kat, it’s time to brush your teeth..
K: but, I’m thirsty
ME: Well, you can have some water after you brush your teeth
K: ACTUALLY, I don’t want any water because I have lip gloss and it might wash off.
Also,
K: If you don’t’ get out of here, I’m going to be MAD!
ME: Kat, it’s not nice to ask Mommy to leave like that
K: I don’t want you to leave, I miss my mommy!
ME: Well then why did you ask me to get out?
K: Because everyone needs to get out sometimes

I was dancing to some of her kids music and she wasn’t in the mood, so she said, “Well, this wittle kid don’t want to dance!”

She hates the white strings inside an orange. She says it’s coconuts and they just aren’t good for her.

Kat knows upper and lower case letters now and is starting to read! She can spell Kat, Mommy, Daddy, Cole, Cat and Dora.

She just came into the office right now wearing her fancy dress up hat singing “Mary Had a Little Lamb” She loves to sing and knows several songs from start to finish.

more catch up

Oh Kat baby. I haven’t written in a while so this might be all over the place. First of all, before Bear was born I said something about what she could teach him and she said, “yeah, but… Baby Bear is still in your tummy. He hasn’t come out yet!” It was surprising to me that she grasped what was going on as well as she did.

Jump ahead to Bear’s birth. She stayed with Grampa Marasco and he brought her to the hospital so that she could come in and see him first after he was born. When Hubby went out to get her to come meet Bear, she asked her new little friend in the waiting room to “come see my new baby!” She was so proud of him. Right away she wanted to kiss him and hold him and give him his bottle.

When we brought Bear home I expected that to change. I figured the novelty would ware off and she would get sick of him. So far, 4 weeks later, that hasn’t happened. She still asks all the time if she can kiss him and hold him and hold his hand. When he cries, and he does, A LOT, she says, “oh Bear! You’re fussin again!” She runs to grab his pacifier or she’ll sit and sing to him until I can get to him.

She shows her jealousy in other ways though. When I sit down to nurse him, suddenly she’ll need juice or she has to potty, or … anything really. Or when I’m holding him she’ll say, “mommy, can you hold Baby Bear and me?” I of course tell her yes every time and she’ll sit there for a moment and then want down.

She can play her computer games now like a pro. She loves this certain drawing program and she likes to print the pictures she draws. Well the printer ran out of paper and she knew what to do… she grabbed a piece of paper that was close by and fed it to the printer. I’ve never done this in front of her, she figured it out where the paper went based on watching her pictures print over and over. Smart girl.

The problem is though, I’ve told her never to touch the printer and that she needs to ask me before she prints anything. She isn’t listening at all lately. I’ll tell her to do something or not to and the first thing I hear is, “but…” She argues with everything and then gives me a super sweet smile like I’m not going to notice. Or I’ll say, “no baby, don’t do that” and she’ll say, “oh, but it’s so much fun!” or, “Just for a second Mommy”.

The other day in the car she asked Hubby and I not to talk and said, “everyone needs to ses down ses down” (settle down) Or, like just right now, she wants to play with her doctor’s kit that I just put away. I told her, “no no Kat, I just cleaned that up.” She says, “but I just want to take care of you.” She knows how to make me feel bad for saying no. It’s worked one too many times. The stuff in the kitchen is off limits, she knows this. Yet time after time she’ll go and try to play with it. I’ll tell her no and she’ll say, “but I’m making you a cake”. I’m SO not buying that crap anymore! It’s sweet but it doesn’t warrant not listening.

Today she wanted to go out and play. I told her if she had good quiet time I would take her outside after. She didn’t have good quiet time… she called me time after time for stupid requests and I told her that if she called me one more time, she wouldn’t be allowed to go out and play today. Meanwhile I heard her shaking her bed rail loudly, trying to get my attention. I chose to ignore that, but then she called me again. I went in there and calmly told her that per my warning, she would not be going outside to play. She of course had a melt down. I told her furthermore that I didn’t appreciate her shaking her bed rail and making that noise. She cried and walked around the apartment for several minutes. I couldn’t understand all of what she said, but some of it was, “I just want to do whatever I want, and you don’t let me”. Also, “what was I shaking Mommy?” I showed her the bed rail and she said, “yeah, I was. You see, I was asleep and I started dreaming and I woke up shaking my bed rail.” Um, have I ever heard a bigger crock of shit? I can’t believe what she comes up with.

The other day one of her books was ripped and I asked her about it and told her that it is naughty to rip her books. She said, “I think someone else did that. Yeah, my friend Elvie did that. You see, I met her at Disneyland and we went on the dragon ride together and she comes to my house sometimes. Yeah, and she’s the one who ripped my book. That was naughty, wasn’t it Mommy?” I swear I’m too young to be old.

On a positive note, when Bear cries or something, she’ll say “my baby is crying!” She says that she’s his little mommy and I’m his big mommy. She loves him. Every morning she comes into our room and says, “where’s the baby Mommy?” She’s a sweet angel when she’s not being a shit.