I'm Not a Baby Anymore

We went to St. Augustine this weekend. Mom was carrying me and tickling and smooching me. Last week I had asked her to "tickle and kiss me again". But this time she went to cradle me in her arms and I reminded her that "I not a baby anymore". Then just last night she came after me again and I let her know: "We are no tickling now, we r playing."

We were getting up and I was snuggling Mom and baby Atlas. Mom asked me which song we should sing to him. I said we should sing "Pizza". She asked me how it went. I sang: "Pizza!" then told her "sing it mom!" So she made something up right then and I made her sing it all day long.

We got some fun books at the library that Mom reads in a neat voice with funny sounds. She calls them French. Dad didn't want to read them to me but I made him do it.

We are having fun for family worship because I understand the stories more now. We built towers to knock down for the stories of Nimrod and Samson.  I like playing Kingdom Hall and will pretend to give a talk.  I help Mom and Dad comment by telling them to "say Jehovah" then encourage them with "I'm proud of you."  We went out in the door to door ministry for the first time since baby Atlas was born and I knocked on the doors doing "lots of numbers".

Got a thing for Mickey.

We had a breakfast picnic at the arboretum.

Annual Meeting day.  Dad might need sunglasses.  

We watched Toy Story and then played with Mr. Potato Head.

I am happy.

Dad is Daisy Duck, so he is not happy.

Spinning on the "green playground".

A favorite game is to play hospital checkup time. I have a stethoscope, thermometer, and more and know how to use them. I use my stethoscope to "check on you heartbeep" and when we use the blood pressure cuff I say "It's high!" Some of my patients have unusual maladies, such as a bee in the belly that is cured by holding a flower by their mouth to lure out the bee. One patient just needed a hug.

I am learning to share and be "generous" and also to cleanup. However, recently Dad said it was cleanup time and asked if I wanted to pick up my blocks or kitchen. Since he was asking, I told him: "You do it, Dad".

A new favorite phrase is "I Found sumping". I also love saying "Hm, let me see. I'm thinking." and "I don't know".

Mom burned her hand a couple of weeks ago and I comforted her saying "it's okay mom it's okay." I enjoy comforting her so much, that sometimes I will tell her to cry so I can hug her and say it's okay.

If something is hot, I say: "Blow on it. Pa-poo!"

It's Potty Time

I am two and a half!

Mom came with her jogging stroller and picked me up from school last week.  Haven't been in that thing in a while.  She was breathing funny, musta been having fun.

Last Thursday Mom took off my diaper and let me run around nudies.  Dad put crinkly stuff on the couch and a sheet over it.  Then Mommy's phone made a chiming noise every ten minutes and I had to sit on the potty.  Sometimes things came out of me and Mom and Dad were very excited.  Even the potty sang a song. Sometimes I would get M&Ms, or stickers, or Mom and Dad would dance and clap, or hugs.  Other times when I would pee or poop not on the potty they told me it was okay but they would rather me go in the potty.  By Monday (Labor Day, "no school no work!") Mom was saying it was worth a try but I wasn't quite ready.  I showed her. That very day I started announcing "I have to poop!" or "I have to pee!" and running to the potty on my own.  We went to the Mickey Store (Disney store) at the mall and I picked out a construction kit.  Daddy helped me build a house for Pluto.  Now only one week later I wear undies even on car trips.  Daddy finds that scary for some reason.

I can put on my own keen sandals.  Mom has a matching pair.  I sometimes put them on the wrong feet.  I am learning to put on my own shirt and shorts but not there yet.

I am finding parallels.  Like when Mom points at the grass and says "les herbes" I say "Like my story!" because she reads me "La Chasse a L'Our" (The Bear Hunt) and the family walks through les herbes (the grass).  I am starting to recognise the French words from the book.

Day one of potty training.  We went to the park.  I pooped and peed on DJ's floor.

Mom picked me up at school.

We were gardening.  I wanted a Mickey statue for the garden and Mom wasn't so sure.  So I reminded her that "I poop in the potty".  It worked.

Eating a veggie dog with my Hello Kitty float while going potty.

I love "Poozies" (smoothies) so much that I sing about them.  This one is wild berry from Panera.  Dad had to do a lot of routing stuff on his laptop Thursday morning so we all went out to breakfast together before he went in to the office.

Water in your Pocket

I gave my first comment at the Kingdom Hall on Sunday, August 25, 2013.  For the Watchtower study, paragraph nine asked to whom we need to show loyalty.  I raised my hand and brother Glen Wright called out my name with surprise.  I said into the microphone, "Jehovah" but daddy had to repeat it because brother Wright can't hear very well, poor man.

A few nights ago I saved my baby Atlas from grave danger.  We were all sitting down to dinner and that is a time when it's hard to not just start eating, but we have to wait for "geedo" (prayer in Korean).  Mom looked at Atlas in Daddy's arms and said "Oh, I just want to squeeze him a little too hard!"  I sobbed, "Don't squeeze my baby Atlas!  No, Mommy!"

Saturday we went to the library for story time.  I love getting the shakers and singing Skidamarink and John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt.  Last night for my two books before sleep I picked "My Daddy is a Giant" and also "My Daddy is a Giant".  Mommy had to read it once in English and Korean line by line, and again in English and French.  I think it's interesting that there are different words for the same thing.

Then we went to the MOSH in the afternoon and played dinosaur games.  My favorite part was the big tree.  I called it my house and designated areas as my tv, my sink, my couch, and my window.  Daddy sat down on a green carpet outside the tree.  I called that my garden, and mom alerted me to the fact that dad was pooping in my garden.  I ran out of my house and pulled Daddy by the hand into the house to wet a wipe in the sink.  "No no, Daddy.  No poop in my garden.  I don't like it.  Need to change your nappy!"

This morning Dad had me up on the bathroom sink while we were getting ready for school and work.  He laughed when I put some water in my shirt pocket for later.  Guess that idea had never occurred to him.

On a walk with Mommy on Friday when I skipped school.  We made a "family" of flowers.  Later played with Parker and Preslie.

In navy and yellow for our Sunday meeting.

Left: My first meeting.  Right: me in the same chair over two years later having a snack.

In matching retro Mickey shirts as we head out to the library.

Movies, Snakes, and Cupcakes - That's what little girls are made of

I was so well behaved during Baby Atlas' hospital stay.  Unc and Daddy took care of me at home Saturday morning and Saturday night, and we brought my little pokey pokey home Sunday night.  I am so happy he is home.  Last night, Monday, we were walking around the neighborhood after a dinner of tomato soup and grilled cheese, just like a happy family again.  The tomato soup was "not yucky soup, tasty soup" and I finally gave up on a spoon and picked up my bowl and drank it.  

I want to be in the wrapper please.

Holding my baby brother's hand while we both drink mommy milk.

Saw my first movie last weekend, about a really fast snail, Turbo.  I cleaned out two huge buckets of popcorn with very little assistance.

After a light supper of salad, we walked to Los Portales for chips and fried ice cream.  I wanted a sip of mom's green drink but she kept saying it was against the rules and the police would put her in timeout if she gave me any.  Yeah right, just admit you're greed, Ma.

On the way home Daddy caught a snake and let me hold it.  I wasn't even scared.  I like "cakes".

Going to the meeting all matchy matchy with my doll, who I call "my little boots".  This is the dolly I picked off the shelf with Daddy when I was maybe 14 months old.

Now I have a baby to match me at the meetings too!

Even though we ate dinner about one hour before the meeting, I needed a snack.  Then Daddy went inside to comment while I walked in the field with Mom and Atlas.  She asked me who made all the animals and for the first time I clearly replied, "Jehovah God".

Daddy gave me a cupcake.  Mommy put the bib on.  That pretty well sums up their approaches to parenting.

For family worship, Unc came over and practiced the talk he will give this Saturday.  His first public talk will be translated into Korean.  After that, we went for a walk with my binoculars and magnifying glass to take a look at nature and learn about Jehovah.

Making a train out of raisin boxes.

I just love being in the pool with Daddy.  This was taken about 8 hours before we took Atlas to the hospital.

Hello, Helicopter?

My imagination is blooming.  I am great at pretending things that Mommy and Daddy believe.  Heh, chumps.

The other day we were in the pool and I exclaimed, "Balloon up high, look!"  Do you think there was a balloon?  Well there really was.  They asked me what color and I correctly identified it as green.  I said it was up high, "I can't reach it" and that I would need "a ladder".  Mom said it was so high now a ladder wouldn't do it, that I would need a helicopter.  So I said, "Ok, I'll call" and put my hand over my ear.  "Hello, helicopter?  Green balloon, up high.  Get it.  Ok."  I had mom and dad convinced that a helicopter was actually going to get that balloon.  

Even if my clothes don't have pockets, I pretend they do.  When a door is locked, I have a tiny key in my pocket for opening it.  When I see a baby animal with no parents, I say, "Wait, wait!  Family!"  and then pull the mommy and daddy animal out of my pocket.  

I am starting to learn how to ask for what I want in polite ways.  When mom came to get me at school, 

Who made the animals?

Last night we were at the kingdom hall.  My doll matched me, and so did Mom (I dropped the Mommy down to Mom) and Daddy and "my baby Atlas" (who I also call "my little toot toot" and "my pokey pokey"). I was walking Mom around the meadow behind the hall because she has a lot of energy and we were observing nature.  She asked me who made all the animals and seemed surprised when I responded: "Jehovah God".  Sheesh, she's been telling me that like every day for two years already.

A few meetings ago when mom was putting me in the car I wanted to see her earring so I grabbed it and it popped out of her ear.  It hurt her and made her sad.  Now when she puts her earrings on I say "Don't pull mommy's earrings".

For family worship the past two weeks we have used playdough to reenact the story of Noah and the Ark, and of Jonah and the big fish.  When it's time to throw Jonah in the water I put him back in the boat instead where he is safe.

I informed mom yesterday that we were out of kick kacks (tic tacs) and needed to get some more.  She asked me where we would get more and I had to tell her "at the grocery store".  It's like she doesn't know this basic stuff anymore.

For the ministry on Sunday I sat next to "my uncle" during the meeting.  Mom asked me his name and I said "Unc.  Uncle Unc".  He is coming over for family worship tonight.  We are going to look at creation and learn about Jehovah's qualities.  We will use my binoculars to see things that are "really far away" and my magnifying glass to make things look bigger.

Daddy Works at Oopy Yes

I am finally excited about the baby coming, because Mom says that then she will have milk again and the baby will share if I want any.  For now I'm still happy with hugs and kisses.

I am now able to identify blue, green, purple, and red very well, though I get confused about yellow and orange sometimes.  I can identify and name shapes like circle, square, triangle, star, and even cube.  Mom says my symbol recognition is improving toward reading skills because I am pointing at signs and saying "ABCs" and I can identify the UPS (I say "Ooo pee ess") logo on Daddy's shirts.  No pressure, right Mom?

I have froggies for sunny days and rainy.  Sunglasses, raincoat, and umbrella.   Sometimes I like to hop and say "I'm a froggy.  Libbet libbet."

Typical morning hair.

Snugging on Daddy during the butterfly festival.  He never seems to mind.

This is my new "derm a der" face.

Ok I love baths.  Floating and kicking in the bubbles.  Now I have crayons that for some reason even Mom will let me use all over the tub.  Creative freedom!

Gotta vent sometimes.

All wrapped up and ready to watch Mickey Mouse Clubhouse.  Life is good.

I should be inside for the meeting, but I need a snack first.

Gitcher own berries.

My first face painting at the Fruitful Vine anniversary event.  That's where our baby will be born.  

Seriously, what do you think?  Pink T-rex.  It's so me!

Daddy is so comfy.

Sleeping Day 1 of 2013 God's Word of Truth convention.

Sleeping Day 2 of 2013 God's Word of Truth convention.

Day 3 of 2013 God's Word of Truth convention.

Peeping through the hedge at the Asian garden at the zoo.

About to hit the pool after having a "coo coo cone".

Daddy got me a hello kitty "boat" (floatation ring) and swimmies for my arms.  On Saturday I was a bit wobbly but loved it.  On Sunday I was swimming across the pool by myself with just the floaties on my arms.  I would swim every day if they took me.  A favorite activity is to ask Daddy to go "unna water" and then I'll swim over him and say "I gotcha!" and sit on his head.  Then he stands up and balances me on his head until I jump off.  I also love to snag Mommy's sunglasses and throw them into the water.  She usually gets my sense of humor.  I'll keep doing it and maybe she'll finally realize how funny it is.

At night I like to read two books and then Mommy whispers me a story until I fall asleep.  I usually sleep by myself for a good eight to nine hours and then snuggle with Mommy in her bed for a few minutes before we get up to face the day.  When she drops me off at school I hug and kiss her goodbye, and then hug and kiss "baby too!"  My favorite time is still the "wee kend" when "daddy home, no work.  me home, no school."  

Like Lychee for Chocolate

Last night Daddy and Mommy took me to Mochi for frozen yogurt.  I got chocolate with M&Ms and strawberries, but Daddy let me pluck all of the blackberries from his Lychee yogurt.  Then I kindly helped him eat his yogurt until suddenly it was all gone.  I said, "More?" and before he could respond, I scooped some of my chocolate into his bowl and gave it to him.  I don't know why he made the face he did; I thought he'd be happy but he looked ready to cry as he thanked me for being generous.

I am learning to be 'bedient.  When I'm told to do something, I usually say "Kay" and come over and do it.  I love the videos about Cabub (Caleb) and how God wants us to be obedient to our parents, and how we shouldn't take things that aren't ours.  Mommy is teaching me to clean up when I make a mess or dump my toys out.  When I'm not 'bedient, I am getting better at sitting down for a timeout.

This is my timeout step.

I like to ask now if other people do things I do.  Last night while eating noodles, I asked if Gramma ate noodles, and Mimi, and Unc, and doggies.

If you ask me where the baby is, I know it is in Mommy's big belly.  I like to kiss the baby sometimes.

If you ask me what color an orange is, I will probably say "blooo" or "puh-pul". I love to sing ABCs and Itsy Bitsy Spider, and am learning to count to ten, but sometimes in a creative order.