"Tooting is the name of my story."
"We are just like two peas in a pod."
Lucy just experienced her 3rd NYE. I had people over and Lucy was way too excited to sleep. After many failed attempts to get her to stay in bed, and many stories about Father Time and how he could not change the year until she was in bed I gave in. My stories of Father Time stared many questions about what kind of Daddy Father Time is. So finally we made a deal that she could stay up until midnight and ring in the New Year with all of us Older Kids.
(Lucy is sitting on the couch blowing air out of her nose)
M: "What are you doing?"
L: "I'm trying to get some water on the tv...my nose water"
(Yaya is in the hallway huffing about some tangled up fabric that she just took out of the washing machine)
L: "What are you doing Yaya?"
Y: "Oh, this material is just all tangled together."
L: "Just get some scissors and cut it apart."
"I love to be pooping all the time."
Lucy's imagination knows no bounds. She was in my room pretending that the (blue) carpet was water and that my desk chair was land. She "dipped" her toes in and told me how cold the water was.
Last night Lucy was an "animal rescuer." She started by saving a little green frog, and then moved on to little bananas. She would just up out of the chair and run across the room. Bend down and pretend pick something up off of the floor. Then run back and place it very carefully on the chair. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat.
When Lucy woke up from her nap I checked her diaper to see if she had wet her pants. She told me that she had "only pooped just a little bit." And that her "pee burped." I have no idea what that means, but it doesn't sound healthy.
Lucy has been very interested in putting things in her socks. Just the other day she was limping around and I asked her if she was okay. She sat down and took a Super Grover action figure out of her sock. I told her that sometimes I worry about her, and she just laughed and laughed.
I had thought that Lucy was out of her "stripping" phase. I was wrong. Just the other day I turned around to find her taking her shirt off, arms through the neck. I gave her a look that said "what are you doing?" She just returned a look that said "this isn't normal?"
Lucy really likes her Gigi. In fact, if you ask her where she learned anything she will say she learned it from Gigi. Well the other day Lucy showed us a wiggle dance and when we asked her where she learned it she told us that she learned it from Gigi. I don't know about you, but I would like to see Gigi doing this wiggle dance. I think you have some explaining to do Grandma Green! :)
We try to teach Lucy the proper way to say different words and sometimes we break words down into sounds to make it easier. Lucy has started teaching me how to say different words. Just last night she said "Say co, say caw, (long pause to think of what comes next) say coconut." I said coconut and she praised me for doing so well! Thank goodness I have such a wonderful teacher here at home!
(Lucy is missing a cap from one of her markers, but is watching tv instead of looking for it)
M: "Lucy, have you found the cap to that marker yet?"
L: "Oh, no. (sing song-y) Oh cap, where are you?"
I think that is all for now. Sorry it has been so long, but with school I have been a little preoccupied!
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