Hippity Hoppity...

I just spent 15 minutes jumping across our living room saying 'Ribbit, Ribbit'. It's amazing what you'll do to see your child laugh and smile...

Headbangers welcome

This happened awhile ago, but something made me think of it today and it always brings a smile to my face. Olivia was over at her Grandma's house (Grandma and Grandpa have A LOT of cats), and she was playing with the kitties, as Olivia calls them. At some point she tried to grab one of the kitties and just barely grabbed one. She told Grandma 'I gotta fistful of kitty'. When Grandma told us this, all I could think of was 'That would be an awesome band name!' Can't you see 'FISTFUL OF KITTY' playing a concert in a packed arena somewhere, with their name up in lights?

'I got tickets to the concert tonight.'

'You're going to see FISTFUL OF KITTY? Oh man, they ROCK!!!!'

Is there a glass slipper involved?

I was pouring myself a glass of ginger ale and Olivia came up to me and said 'I want some pop'. I said "Sweetied, this is ginger ale; it's not sweet, you won't like it.' She looked at me and repeated 'I want some pop.' 'Ok, but I don't think you'll like it'. She took one drink and said 'I like Gingerella!'

Oh God, I hope not!

We were sitting on the bed, and I put my head down on Leah's leg and said 'my leg' because Olivia is in her 'MINE' stage. Olivia said 'No, my leg' and then looked at Leah and said 'I'm gonna pull your leg off...'

I love my Mommy...

We were sitting there watching the Sunday night NFL game last night, and Olivia starts singing:

I love my Momma,
She's so sweet
and Cute.

Olivia somehow wrote a song about Leah. I asked Leah if she had taught Olivia the song or if this was a song from Sesame street, and as far as we can tell our 2 year old wrote her first song all by herself. So Leah started saying 'What about Momma being snugly? Momma's so sweet and snugly'. So Olivia wrote a second verse:

I love my Momma,
She's so sweet
and Snugly.

She then asked Olivia to see a song about Daddy, but Olivia said 'NO' with a devilish grin on her face. Leah then told Olivia that Daddy was Sweet and Stinky. About 5 minutes later, Olivia began to sing:

I love my Daddy,
He's so sweet,
And Stinky!

I got my revenge, because right after that Olivia sang:

I love my Mommy,
She's so Sweet,
And Stinky!

Start 'Em Young!

Leah and I took Olivia to the Cider Mill last weekend. We had a donut, drank some cider, and Olivia played in the little playhouses and had a great time. The cider mill isn't far from our house, so we had walked there and pulled Olivia in her wagon. As we were walking home, Olivia kept yelling 'Stop!'. So we'd stop and talk to her for a minute, and then we'd keep going. At one point she yelled 'Stop! STOP!' We stopped and had this conversation:

'What do you need, sweetie?'

'I need your credit card.'

'Why do you need my card?'

'I go to the grocery store and buy beer for you.'

'You want my credit card so you can go buy beer for me?'

'Yeah.'

'I appreciate the offer honey, but I don't think they'll let you buy. You're not old enough.'

'No.'


So my two year old daughter wanted to be nice and go buy me some beer using my money. How smart is a two year that knows that you buy things with credit cards, and you buy beer at the grocery store? And no, I didn't actually need beer. I had bought some the day before for the Lions game.

I don't like the Frog!

My wife and I had out first dance class yesterday. I bought ballroom dance classes for her birthday, and my father in law (FIL) and his fiancee volunteered to Olivia for us. We didn't get back to pick her up from their house until almost 10:30, which is WAY past her normal bed time. She was actually in a really good mood, running around and laughing, up until the moment we tried to take her away mixed nuts. Then her tiredness kicked in, and she was in a terrible mood. :(

There's a light in the driveway of my FIL's house, and there's usually a frog or two that hang out there at night and eat all the bugs that flock to the light. I went to go check real quick, and sure enough, there was a frog there! Thinking Olivia would like it, and it would maybe distract her and put her in a better mood, I called them all over. Olivia just stared at the frog, and reached out to touch it. Then he moved, and she FREAKED OUT! She started crying and saying 'I don't like the frog!'. She kept repeating it over and over again. We loaded her in the car and said out goodbyes. She finally seemed like she had calmed down and forget about it, until we started to back down the driveway. Then she started crying again and yelling 'I don't like the frog!' It was really funny, and we had to try really hard not to laugh until she finally fell asleep 5 minutes later.

Introduction

If you have a kid, they amaze you every day with the new stuff that they come up with. Each day, my daughter is doing new things, or just saying something that makes me wonder 'where did that come from?'. It doesn't help that at 2 years old she already talks like a 5 year old. She talks about things that have happened, are happening, or will happen. She can tell you what she did last night, and all the bad things that Grandma fed her for lunch. This blog is an attempt to capture those magic moments as they happen.