Of course, now that I have my own I'm completely biased and think my kid is the most hilarious and entertaining thing on the planet. Biology is a funny thing.
Here are some examples of hilarious (to me at least) things that she does:
Insisting that her doll needs lunch too.
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| Mommy, I need an extra string cheese. For the doll...yeah. |
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| It's so hard to keep your dolls hydrated |
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| This is why the dog makes out with the dolls later |
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| Oh Dolly, you're tired too? Let's go take a nap. |
She insisted that her doll come take a nap with her (normally I make her leave her toys downstairs) and she even had me tuck it in next to her. Hopefully this isn't what she expects when the new baby comes in the fall. Isn't that the Duggar method for child rearing, let the older one take care of the younger?
She's starting to mimic us. It's so funny to see what she picks up (no curse words yet!) and the best is that she has started to yell out "I SORRY!" every time she bumps into anything. She even says it when we are at Target and our cart bumps into anything. Also now when she hands me something, she says "Pank you!" because I always say "Thank you" when she gives me something.
The mimicking means I can teach her to say things, like this:
Sometimes she holds up one finger, sometimes four, but I managed to capture flashing some kind of gang signal in this clip. Priceless memories.
Tomorrow is her actual birthday and I have no idea how to make it a special day for her, but I'm pretty sure a trip to get ice cream or Rita's italian ice will happen. Plus, we still have our presents to give to her and she's going to love them so much.
Peanut update:
Peanut is still really tired and not totally herself, but she was more like herself today than any other day since she got sick. We went for an early morning walk and she happily did the full loop (2.2 miles) and still had energy to chew her bone later. She's been doing a lot of this as part of her recovery:
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| If they loved me, I'd have a hammock out here |
She'll go back to the vet next week to get checked over again and if she looks good, then I can start her on this medicine that makes her poop taste nasty (nastier?) to her. I've been picking it up as she goes, but it only took her 2 days to realize what I was doing and for her to start hiding it. I don't really have time to be doing a twice daily Easter Egg-poop hunt out in the yard, so it would be easier to just do it once a week.
Ok, I lied. I have time, I just really don't want to do it all the time forever. If I have to do that, I'm just going to start walking her on the leash again instead of using the yard because it's not as easy as you'd imagine to find every last pile of dog shit in the grass. Just the other day, I dashed outside to grab a fresh pile and I had to battle a freaking spider for it. It wasn't a small one either and I was shaking the plastic bag at it and it didn't want to retreat. Do spiders eat shit? I'm afraid to even Google that.
Do you set guidelines for your workout (like "I will use the elliptical for 45 minutes!")? Do you let yourself change your mind mid-workout, or do you stick to the plan?
What do you think would be an awesome activity for a 2 year on her birthday? Keep in mind that I live in the middle of nowhere, so stuff like the zoo and Chuck-E-Cheese are hours away.
I never babysat. Ever. I can say I was not/am not a kid person. Except my 2, and of course, the few other real and virtual kids that I know.
ReplyDeleteAbi had a giraffe named rabbit and a plastic dinosaur named roar roar that follow her everywhere and do everything, Nate has no majour attachments.excelpt to our dog who gets hugs and his sister who he hugs.
Birthday! Well a month ago we had the twins 2 year birthday, we ordered pizza had friends over and I made an elmo cake(easy!) we also got an Elmo balloon filled with helium which they played with. Had it in the backyard with beer.
It was simple and fun. Nothin' fancy.
Of course I havent blogged about it yet.
The balloons were Faith's favorite part of her party too!
DeleteHappy Birthday to Faith! None of that stuff to make the dog shit taste bad has worked for mine unfortunately! I've tried pretty much every trick out there. :(
ReplyDeleteDang, I've heard that about beagles and hounds. Why must they be so stubborn??
DeleteIs Faith as obsessed with bubbles as my 17 month old is? I have to spell the word lest she hear it and have temper tantrum if we can go outside right.this.minute to blow bubbles. Maybe some big ass bubbles would be fun? a sprinkler? do you have any petting zoo/small animal farms?
ReplyDeleteShe's so cute. I don't like other people's kids, but mine is pretty badass. i wasn't saying I don't like your kid...er...
when I was saying "She's so cute." I meant Faith. I sound like such a jerk.
DeleteI think bubblewrap is probably the single most kick-ass present you could give a little kid (or a grown adult, whatev). You should try that for her birthday tomorrow. Glad Peanut is doing better- hope she continues to improve!
ReplyDeleteI wish I had bubble wrap! Amazon uses these huge pillow things instead of little bubbles. Lame!
DeleteI have just caught up on the Peanut saga! How scary - so glad everything turned out ok because, you know, she's the real star of your blog. ;) OK, Faith is entertaining too. Anyway, that's a lot to undertake with a 2 year old gang member and being preggo so well done you. If you ever get out of the boonies and come to the NOVA area let me know, would love to meet up some time!
ReplyDeleteI'm up in NOVA fairly often so that could probably happen! Maybe we'll wait until after November so we could trail run :)
DeleteAh! So cute, love the video!
ReplyDeleteI'm a shitty person, but my thought is, she won't remember this birthday at all, so whatever makes her happy for the day. "what do you want for breakfast? ice cream? okay."
ReplyDeleteI think the same thing pretty often. It's why I would never take her to Disney before she could remember it later. I want full credit for that misery.
DeleteI totally talk myself down even when I'm outside. It's a bad habit.
ReplyDeleteHappy early birthday to Faith!
I totally talk myself out of just about everything! my mind is the like those devil and angel on your shoulder but instead its productive and lazy and for some reason lazy always wins!
ReplyDeletethe doll thing is hilarious, it totally reminds me of Eisley! She does the same darn thing! my first could careless about dolls so its totally a new thing for me!
I know I never cared about dolls when I was a kid, so who knows where she got this from!
DeleteHappy Birthday Faith!!!!! Given her new love and talent for dance, maybe you could tell her that you're going to have a dance birthday concert and dress her up and her dolls for a special dance class? Ice cream and the play ground after and of course, don't forget to make her a birthday crown - my favourite part as a little girl :-)
ReplyDeleteI was the same as you before having a kid - no true interest in spending time with them because I felt awkward and uncomfortable not knowing what to say to them. All different now - I'm in the club.
I hope Peanut continues to improve and gets a good checkup. I cannot understand what possesses any mammal to eat their own poop (or any other poop). I'd be interested to know what they have in that medicine that makes poop "unappetizing." I wonder if the spider would feel the same...the mental image of you waving a plastic bag as an intimidation tactic to fight for the poop has definitely helped me try to forget the fact that my kid is never going to stop getting me up at 5 a.m. - thanks for early morning chuckle! lol
Oh man, I can't believe he's still getting up so early! You can pay him back when he's in high school and wants to sleep in. :)
DeleteI am always setting guidelines but like you, on the tm they sometimes don't happen! It's far too easy to bail out midway through!
ReplyDeleteWhen I'm outside, I'm good about going X amount of miles out and then I'm stuck finishing up the distance no matter what. :)
DeleteHeard last week at my house "no me shithead". Whoops. But, I disagree, 4 YOs are shitheads. We don't do anything special for bdays except a cupcake after dinner, Jason and I sing, and they get presents from us. I think an ice cream date sounds super fun.
ReplyDeleteYeah, I'm not trying to make the whole day special because then she'll be a little beast tomorrow :)
DeleteI recently read that playing with dolls as a child is the only preparation anyone ever needs to be a parent. Letting the older children take care of the younger is the preferred method for my school. It works out really well. When I change my mind mid-workout I feel like a failure even if I decided what I was going to do 8 seconds before I started and no one knew it but me. I usually have to plan it out before each week starts though when I'm not training, like right now, so I can pretend I am training. Do you realize your description of your day included battling a spider for dog shit? That might be a new low for anyone.
ReplyDeleteAn epic battle with a spider would be a new high for a hobbit.
DeletePoint, Kara.
DeleteHang on, Peanut is hiding her poop, now? It's not like you have trees in your yard. How does this happen? Also, you know you can just buy a pooper scooper so you don't have to actually pick i up by hand? We pick up Bungee's poop every time with one. We don't want to risk stepping in it when we're in the yard.
ReplyDeleteShe's a tricky bitch. She knows where my blind spots are in the yard (since I watch where she goes from inside with the kid).
DeleteI need a scooper thing. This bag idea is for the birds.
when i'm not actively training for a race i may knock off some miles during a long run. i figure it's OK since 80% of the time that option is not allowed!
ReplyDeletepizza. ice cream. strippers. guns. blow. Charlie Sheen's goddesses. All great ideas for a birthday.
ReplyDeleteBabies are evil. Except for mine.
ReplyDeleteI only babysat for my neighbor's girls when growing up, and all I did was watch Disney movies with them and play with their legos.
I always said that I would never have kids. That worked out. Faith, though, is adorable. I like the ice cream date idea. I've also heard great stories about bubble guns.
ReplyDeleteI make out a color coded training schedule that tells me what to do - and yet I still change things all the time. the worst is probably when I drove to the gym in my gym clothes and changed my mind in the parking lot. Yes, I'm that girl.
I felt the same way about kids, and hated babysitting! Thank goodness it's true that it's different with you're own. :)
ReplyDeleteHmm, maybe you could make some gigantic mess outside? Finger paint? Mud? Sand? L always enjoys that. Happy birthday to Faith!
All I care about is that you keep taking videos of Faith. I want all Faith, all the time.
ReplyDeleteI always tell myself I'll do a mile or two less than the schedule when I feel like crap and I never actually let myself do less. I'm slow as all get out, but I don't like to stop before whatever is on the schedule. And that's why I'm already getting another injury. Eff.
ReplyDeleteI actually always loved babies, although that awkward late elementary school age annoys the crap out of me. That'll be interesting. Not as interesting as what I'm sure Peanut does to that doll, however. Must get downright pornographic.
I cut workouts short if I'm injured or something, but about 98% of the time I suffer through whatever mileage I've decided on....even if it was an arbitrary decision. If the mileage comes from a training plan, I'll finish it no matter what or freak out about how I'll never [insert goal here]. Yup, I'm not at all neurotic or dramatic.
ReplyDeleteWhat did you end up doing for Faith's birthday? I have no idea what 2 year olds like except candy and (apparently) dancing.
When I was first starting to run (loose term for jogging in my case), it was all I could do to make it to the corner! So I made bets about every block. :-)
ReplyDeleteOn a machine, I have a little less tendency to cut it down, unless I know that my minimum is 45 minutes and I start with 50 minutes. It's so stupid - who do I think I'm cheating!
So yes, you're completely normal. Or we're both weird. Whatever.