Oh girl.....

So as I am driving to the store in a semi-frantic pace in the onslaught of rain I'm thinking to myself..
"When you turn 14 and are staring at yourself in the mirror, wondering if you really could be on the cover of Teen magazine....don't hate me?"

And as I am running into the store soaking wet I think again..
"God i hope it's not going to scar....But she's a kid right? They heal really well...I mean like kids are indestructible...right?"

As I am dressing her wound....pinning her down so I can clean it and get a better look
"At least its in her hair line....At least she can cover it up if it does get bad...Am i bad parent? "

Right after she fell from the ottoman I thought...
"That monkey child when will she learn....just the other day she fell from her chair thank god she fell like a professional stuntman and didn't hurt anything, thank goodness she's on the carpet where......."

HOLY CRAP THERE'S BLOOD EVERYWHERE....

It's okay...a little painful for her I'm sure but it wasn't stitch worthy....and she seems to be over it, except when we changed her band-aid this morning...

Cutest thing in the whole world (At least to me it is)

G's vocabulary is pretty extensive at this point, her teachers tell us she is the most vocal and the most talkative one in her class. Last week i went to drop her off a little later than normal and most of the kids were there, well she starts rifling off their names as if she's the one running the class!!! I think we may have a little napoleon complex here, but if your the smartest one in the class wouldn't you?!?

Some of her new words are so nice to hear. She is finally able to start rationally communicating her needs and issues. She became a big fan of Help over the weekend. I may get tired of that one soon but it's great for now. We've been working on PLease and she now uses it in context! Well after some goading she'll use it but she knows she hass to use to get the things she wants. Thank you isn't quite there yet but we're getting there. She also knows her diaper issues!!! I guess that's the first step towards potty training. We'll ask her if she's poopy (she's been really tooty lately), "NOPE" with a head shake and sure enough she's right, come to think of it i don't think she's given us a wrong answer...

She's got some new animal noises...probably the cutest is the pig...she knows two different sounds the typical "oink" and then the nasal snoring sounding one. She loves to call it by name too..."PI(g)" the g is kinda silent. Lately she's been more concerned with identifying the animal by name and not the sound it makes.

But the cutest thing in the whole wide world (and moe has agreed with me here) is when she calls me "Poppa". Yep Moe taught her that and she agrees that it's unbelievably adorable. She calls me Dad, and Daddy, but Poppa is my favorite.
"Seriously, CUTEST thing ever! Especially when she just woke up and she is all snuggly from sleep and she says it. Freaking adorable."-Moe.
I thought we would use Poppa or Pops for grandpa's but it's mine now and i'm not giving it up!!!

Halloweeny

What culminated in an overly energetic G bouncing round the room, was the untimely discovery of Chocolate and Candy. We have seriously tried on a number of occasions to lure her to the dark side of the sweet tooth range of flavors with bits of chocolate here and there....but she would have nothing to do with it. Untill the discovery of the "ORANGE" wrapper.(one of her favorite colors next to "yewlowred" which i guess is orange..) It started with a Reese's stick which is a peanut butter kit-kat and there has been no looking back. She of course loves one of my favorites Dots, which isn't that far from her little gummies she gets. The chocolate discovery was precluded by a round of trick or treating that was uneventful to say the least. She enjoyed being dressed up, but was too shy to go up to the doors. We got her to say "treat" but her stage fright came through and she refused to perform despite our goading. She seemed to enjoy watching the other kids coming to our door, but really could care less for going to other peoples doors...why go to them when they can come to you.....seems to be her mantra as of late, as she knows how to get what she wants. It had all started with an entertaining pumpkin carving session that her rfusing to even look inside the pumpkin. We tried to get her to scoop out the guts and put them in the bowl but she just wanted to put her tinkerbell outfit on... she absolutely loved the wings and refused to wait any longer....why waste time on this thing...when you could be dressed up?!?! Already has the mentality of pretty girl...is that her nature or is it learned?