A few notes from the past few days....

1)
Friday night after school Ellary, Todd and Judy came over for pizza. Apparently Ellary is punting on the whole potty training thing right now and it is really frustrating to her parents. You tell me you need to poop, so Judy tells Ellary to go with us so she can see how "big girls go potty." You sit down on the potty, and Ellary sits down in front of you on the little stool. You squeeze my hand, your nose gets red and your eyes get all watery - your M.O. when you poop. You look at Ellary and in a very strained voice, ask "Do your poopies hurt?" And Ellary wrinkles up her nose, thinks about it and says, "Yeah." I almost fell in the tub laughing.

2)
Your cousin Bryn is here with Kyle, Chelsea and baby Wyatt. Since we don't have a formal guest room at the moment, we thought the two of you could sleep together in your big bed. You both thought this was a grand idea. That is, of course, until Bryn decided to repeatedly hit you over the head with Monster to get you to play when you turned your back on her to sleep. We watched this all take place through the monitor. It was quite humorous. Their visit has reaffirmed my belief that you are one of the best-behaved and loving little girls I know. Thank you for being so wonderful.

iloveyoumadly.
mama

Oh the things you say....

First of all, I would like to give credit to your daddy for something: he broke 4 ribs two weeks ago, and yet somehow he still manages to give you a bath and put you to bed without complaining while I get B-Bear down. Amazing.

OK - on with the story.

So after I got Berit all tucked into her sleep sack and in her crib, I was getting ready to take a shower. I had the monitor turned on to watch your sister, but decided to check on you guys to see how you were doing. So I switched the channel and was immediately transfixed by the adorable conversation you and daddy were having. You were recalling the events of the day - with amazing detail. You talked about running through the fountain on Pearl Street, and about the cute green balloon kitty the man on the street made you, and about the party you went to next door at the Johnsons. WOW - BIG DAY KIDDO! (Did I mention you decided not to take a nap today?) Anyway - during this elaborate recalling of the day daddy was tucking your stuffed animals in around you. Between sentences you directed where each one of them was to sleep and he was obliging you most willingly. And then he pulled your hair - by accident, of course. You squeeled and giggled - apparently it didn't hurt too bad. And then you said - and this is the best part - "Pay Attention Daddy!"

Once again, reminding me that you actually do listen to what we say!!

iloveyoumadly.
mama

Aunt Ba's Dream

So your Ba had this CRAZY dream about you the other night. I won't be able to do it justice here - just know that when she told me, I was crying from laughing so hard.

Here it goes:

You, Ba and Mommy all went out for dinner. We went to some sort of pub restaurant with booths. It was apparently located in the center of a wild animal sanctuary (logical, don't you think?) In walks a giraffe. Yes - a giraffe. No one batted an eye as it sat down in the booth behind us, apparently waiting to be served.

You thought it needed a little love, so you scooted down out of our booth onto the floor and started rubbing its hooves. This relaxed the giraffe so much it fell asleep. Nice Job! Anyway - the giraffe's long neck flopped sideways over the side of booth and hit a woman on the top of the head. She took none-too-kindly to this and created quite a scene, screaming and waving her arms. This really made the giraffe mad and he started terrorizing the restaurant. So Ba grabbed you and started running - I guess I was nowhere to be found (nice mommy!). She had to run through swimming pools and gardens just to find safety. But she was worried she couldn't find me. All of sudden she heard your daddy's voice screaming "Rebecca Louise! Rebecca Louise!"

And she woke up.

I am sure Freud would have a few choice words for your aunt, but here is my analysis:

1) You love giraffes. You do. Whenever we ask what kind of animal you would like to be, you say "Giraffe" and then stretch your neck out and rub it. It's hysterical.

2) You are so sweet and loving. The fact that you rubbed the giraffe's feet is no surprise - you are always rubbing our backs or your sister's head.

3) She is incredibly protective of you. It is no surprise to me at all that in this dream I abandoned the both of you and she was left defending her little Hads. I don't think she could love her own children any more than she loves you and Berit.


You are one lucky little lady.

iloveyoumadly.
mama