I said no, kay?
Watching my two year old grow and wanting to share her wisdom with the world.
Enjoy, Kay?
Watching my two year old grow and wanting to share her wisdom with the world.
Enjoy, Kay?
So my daughter has this weird reaction to mosquito bites where the bite swells up and then starts leaking(with in seconds).
Well today is the third day she has had the same bite. She started pulling at it and I thought there was fuzz on it. So to keep it clean it went to pull the fuzz off. Apparently it was attached, she then started yelling and crying. So then I told her we would put a bandaid on her. She moved across the room and cried and screamed no. So eventually we had to hold her down and place the band aid on it. She flailed and screamed and cried until I showed her laughing babies on my phone. This brought on an audience of kids and so my boyfriends kids inched in close to watch. Every time his son touched my daughter she screamed and said “NO! I got a band aid! Don’t touch me!”
Today I put my daughter down for a nap. She protested quite loudly and after a couple of minutes I hear her yelling.
“Monster! Monster in my closet! Mommy, monster!”
“Oh boy…” I thought to myself. “Isn’t she too young to be afraid of monsters in her closet already?…”
So I peek my head in and ask her calmly. “What is wrong, Baby girl..?”
“Mommy! I want monster! Monster in my closet! Please?”
Then I realize she is pointing at her stuffed zombie and requesting that she can hold it while she sleeps… I couldn’t be more proud.
“If they wont accept my hugs or kisses, I will smack them until they do.”
“I can’t find bear… Here, cuddle your zombie.”
You know they say you never appreciate what your parents went through raising you until you have your own kids. I have determined this to be very true.
Until now I was about 15 I really had no concept of privacy. I would ask my mom questions everytime she was taking a bath. She always complained how annoying it was, but I didn’t care.
Now I am getting my Karma. Sitting in the bathroom with three kids banging on the door saying “Mom! I need to see you!”…
I don’t know how my mom resisted strangling me all those years.
I have been too busy lately to take a moment to share my moments with my daughter with the rest of the internet.
That and like an old woman I am just forgetful. So forgive me.
Today we were enjoying the Lion King and the scene with the wilderbeast was on.
“Oh! A goat! They’re scary! Scary goat momma!” She got really into the scene. “Oh! The daddy check it out?” Then she watched as (spoiler) Scar made Mufasa fall. “Oh no… Daddy fall…” Then as Mufasa died she asked me “Daddy sick?”
I replied “Yes… He won’t make it…”
She looked at me. “Oh… That sad..”
She lost interest in the movie after that.
Later as I am packing her back pack she squeals. “My pack pack! My princess pack pack! Momma! My pack pack!” Then she insisted on carrying it even though it is “hehby” and tries to leave. Later she told me to put a deck of only 36 cards into the “pack pack”.
Now she is telling me when and where to tickle her.
I have been trying to teach my daughter about sharing and taking turns. Of course it never goes as planned when she is playing with another baby. Today however she was going to the bathroom. I realized I had to go really bad and I asked her “Can I go potty instead?” Since she always takes forever. She looked at me an said “No!… You gotta wait your turn!”
Today we had to go see my daughter’s Doctor to get her blood tested(her iron count was low last time). Before that we had to do a minor check up. I told my daughter before we left “We’re going to see the Dr!” And she says “Doctor?! I go see Doctor!”. Then she got her shoes and coat on and excitedly headed out the door. Now this is funny because when I say we are going to see anyone else she says no and cries and fights me. Then while we were at the Doctor’s office she let the nurse look her over. “You gotta check my heart!” She tells the Nurse. So the nurse did so. After the nurse was done my daughter played while waiting for her Doctor. Of course the wait was long and she told me “I need to go potty.” And so we did that as well. By time we got done it was time for the doctor to come in. He did a couple of checks on her and then she tells him “He got to check my heart!” And so he gladly listened to her heart and her back. She was very happy about it. She didn’t cry when he stuck the wood stick in her mouth either. Then while he was talking to me, she laid down and said “He got to check my belly!” Which on a normal check up he would do. He then comment on how much she must like this stuff. I then told him about how excited she was to come see him.
That made him smile and he told me he wished all of his patients we’re that excited about seeing him.