Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Monday, September 27, 2010
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Dress up & Imagination
For instance, she put on these lovely "jewels" and started dancing around saying, "wook at me, wook at me! i pre-eee! wook momma!"
Me: Mallory, do you need help?
Mallory: No danks, Momma. My (Mallory) do it.
Me: (dumbfounded) Oh. Right.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Good night, sleep tight
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Monday, September 6, 2010
Friday, September 3, 2010
Potty
A Cup of Tea
One day my mother was out and my dad was in charge of me. I was maybe 2 1/2 years old and had just recovered from an accident. Someone had given me a little tea set as a get-well gift and it was one of my favorite toys.
Daddy was in the living room engrossed in the evening news when I brought Daddy a little cup of 'tea', which was just water. After several cups of tea and lots of praise for such yummy tea, my Mom came home.
My Dad made her wait in the living room to watch me bring him a cup of tea because it was 'just the cutest thing!' My Mom waited, and sure enough, here I come down the hall with a cup of tea for Daddy and she watches him drink it up.
Then she says, (as only a mother would know...) "Did it ever occur to you that the only place she can reach to get water is the toilet?"
Now for the real-life story:
Potty
The other day Mallory was playing while I was doing some things around the house. I knew she was playing with some of my candles. She does this often, likes to have us smell them ("momma smell?? mmm...good") and she takes the wicks out and puts them back in, lines them up in a row, whatever.
I could hear her running around with the dogs and giggling but I didn't know exactly what she was doing. Well, you know what they say, a quiet toddler is surely a sign of mischief. After a couple minutes I figured I should investigate. She had a handful of candles, but I could see that the wicks were all missing. Here is what unfolded...
Me: "Honey, where are the wicks?"
Mallory: blank stare
Me, pointing at the candle: "Mal, where are the things that go in here?"
Mallory: "Potty."
Me, laughing: "Potty?"
Mallory: "Potty!"
Me, giggling: "Can you show me?"
Mallory runs to the bathroom and sure enough...
I have no idea, but I laughed pretty hard and thought you might too.
Thursday, September 2, 2010
AFK vs. CRH
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Determination
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Grandpa's Life Celebration
Mallory looks like such a big girl in this picture - how does that happen??