Amuse Bouche

Why it's hard to dress a toddler: the other day I was trying to get DS changed out of his pajamas top and into his clothes, "Here, let's change your shirt."

"No thanks. I have one."

But of course.

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Parroting: We were coloring on the butcher paper taped to the coffee table the other day and DS kept bringing me handfuls of crayons, "Pick one from me." And I'd choose a color and draw a color in a dot. Then he, and later DD, would say, "good job," or "great," or "good idea."

Is that what I sound like?

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DD and I had a fascinating conversation in the car the other day. It went something like this:

DD: "Mommy is Thea's Mommy. Mommy is Thea's Mommy."

Me: "Yes, sweetie, I'm your mommy. I'm proud to be your mommy. I love you."

DD: "I love you, Mommy."

DD: "Mommy is a girl."

Me: "Yes."

DD: "Nate is a boy. I am a big girl. Gommie is a girl."

Me: "Yes, and Pop is a big boy."

DD: "Gommie and Pop coming to the mall for Christmas with Santa."

Me: "Yes, we can go to the mall to see Santa with Gommie and Pop. Later."

DD: "And the Easter Bunny?"

Me: "Well, the Easter Bunny won't be there with Santa."

DD: "Where is the Easter Bunny?"

Me: "The Easter Bunny is, uh, in a garden in England."

DD: "Where is Santa? At the mall?"

Me: "Santa lives at the North Pole."

DD: "Santa Claus's name is Santa?"

Me: "Yes."

DD: "And the Easter Bunny's name is Easter? She's a girl."

Me: "Okay, sure, she's a girl."

DD: "And Mommy's name is Mommy."

Me: "Yes, sweetie, it is."

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Our First Bit of Name Calling: DS proudly swiped a grape from DD's plate during snack this week. She hysterically yelled "No! MY GRAPE!" while he gloated, "I have your grape!" And then she said, "You are a booger boy!"

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Imagination: DD, as I think I've mentioned, imagines objects are all sorts of other objects. Recently, grape stems have been caterpillars and grasshoppers, while large sticks in the backyard have been flying dinosaurs.

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More holiday trouble: everytime it's dark, the kids think it's Halloween and time to trick or treat. (It's our own fault; they just haven't been outside much at night.)

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We were outside making a huge pile of leaves yesterday, and DD and DS decided it was very much like playing in the bathtub. They used the branches of the rosebush as the "faucet" and hopped up repeatedly to turn the water off and on. Then they would "splash" the leaves all over themselves and lie down to kick.

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DD was pulling her dolly around today and I asked--you know, I'm not sure what I asked, let's just say I asked where they were going--and DD said, "Baby is having a rough day."

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The kiddos often like to play like they are going somewhere. Their top three: playgroup, church, and Target.

Our family's Holy Trinity.

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Last but not least: I might have to start calling DD and DS by the nicknames "Rosie" and "Thomas," respectively. They actually asked if I could call them that the other day. It lasted just a few minutes, while they were playing trains, but it was fun all the same. Those might make great blog nicknames.

Oh, and they said I was Sir Topham Hatt!