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She answers to...

Over the past three + years (even in the belly) baby girl has gone by and answered too thousands of inappropriate nicknames -- to the point that I'm pretty sure the ladies at Pre-school hope I'm using another language.  But I just can't help it. When I see her these are the sweet nothingless names that come out, all in love  :)

• Baby lime (in reference to the size she was in my tummy... she went by this until we knew she was a girl)
• Booty head
• Meemers
• Monkey face (b/c when she was an infant she would pout her lips in the shape of a monkey saying "hoo hoo hoo")
• Mimi (Even her BFF Reilly calls her that... and she calls Reilly "Reills" and that just cracks me up!  When did 3 year olds come up with nicknames for their friends?)
• Mimi head
• Monster head
• Monster face
• Boo Boo head
• Boo bear
• Booty butt

And of course, the infamous, "Baby Girl"

For sure she's gonna kill me when she figures them out!

Thoughtful Apology

With no nap under her belt and a dinner with Theresa ahead of her, BG was in rare form. She took about a 15 minute nap in the car on the way to the restaurant -- which I'm afraid only stirred up her emotionally ballistic side. 7 tantrums, a few evil looks toward the couple staring at her, a walk out to Theresa's car to get an enormously monstrous Thomas coloring book (Thank you for that T!), and a crying session over bonking her head on the table because she threw her crayon down later... she gave me a hug and this heartfelt apology:

"Mama, I'm sorry for being a maniac."

That made my heart melt and it all better  :)

The not-so itsy bitsy spider

After nap time...

BG:  Mama... there is a spider in my woom. A icky yucky spider in here.

Mama: I don't see it baby, he must've left. What was he doing?

BG: That big spidey knocked on my door, and said "I'm coming in and I'm a spider" and then he opened my door, and then he put on my Gween Crocks and walked to the TV, and watched TV, and then he read a book, and then he pwayed in my tent, and then he tried to get into my bed but I said... "no no spider, this is MY bed and you can't come in." and so then he left.

I guess I did ask what he was doing.  Who knew?

PS. I squashed him later... after he drank a juice box.

Born Leader -- Nature vs. Nurture

On her first day of preschool, the teacher made her "line leader" and BG seemed to really be proud of herself. 

Sooooo, last night, BG was in the bathtub and I asked her if she'd been line leader lately.  She said "no" -- said "that udder giwl wanted to be leader."  So I asked if she wanted to be line leader and she said "yes."  So being the helicopter mama I guess I'm turning into, I told her to politely ask the teacher if she could be line leader.

About 30 minutes later, still in the tub, BG tells me...

"Mama, tomorrow I'm gonna ask my teacher if I can be line leader... and if she says no, I'm telling her my mama told me."

Uhhhhh... wasn't exactly expecting that.

My future line leader... because "mama said."

Here's the deal sweetie...

No pushin and no pullin!

That's what BG took as her first lesson home from pre-school. And that's exactly how she presented it to me on the ride to Subway for a kids turkey sandwich with black olives and a big cookie -- in celebration of her first day of big girl school.  I cracked up and begged her to tell me WHY the teacher would say that to her. Her only response was... "that giwl was holding me mama.  I didn't push!" A glimpse at my future I think.

Here's a shot of BG walking in to school on her first day -- looking innocent! 

You'll notice that bunny she's carrying -- that's what she's been sleeping with.  Until today when on the way to school she so shyly told me...

BG - "mama, I sure wish I had my weww-o blankie to take to school for naps."

mama - "maybe I can find you another blankie to take to school, would you like that?"

BG - "but I weawwwy weawwwy like my weww-o blankie."

mama - "what if I try to find a blankie that's the same color yellow?"

BG - (getting a little more excited) "wiw it have a Christmas tree on it too?"

mama - "uhhhhhh... I'll do my best!"

Google search to the rescue -- searching for weww-o blankie with Christmas tree for a sad little girl's preschool naps.

TA-DA!!

PS. the blankie is actually light green

 

The panty debacle

If you didn't know me when I was 2 or so, you may not be aware that for a solid two+ years of my life I carried around a silk pair of my mama's pink and purple patterned panties. I know, shocking.  What's worse is my "cousin" Jake that coupled with me to prom my junior year, spilled the beans to the dinner table at a fancy restaurant. In my defense, they were silk -- much like Baby Girl's taggie blankie that we never leave home without. There's just something about that feeling that's so darn soothing -- and maybe a genetic obsession.

In my mama's defense, she claims they were "new." 

My point of the post though is I've finally figured out how it came to be that I was bringing these pretty panties out in public through most of my toddler years. This morning, in preparation for a visit to see Dora the Explorer, BG was choosing her big girl panties for the day. When she couldn't decide, Grammie told her she could have both, one to wear and one to play with -- WHAT?  And that my friends is how it comes to be that we'll be bringing a second pair of panties with us to the FOX theater. Thank Heavens to the creator of the Taggie blankie, who's saving me the embarrassment passed on through generations.

My First Real Honest to Goodness BRAND BRAND NEW CAR!

And thanks to my third head cold of the year I can't even smell the new car smell.  But let me tell you how much I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE knowing that I'm the first one to have a bug smashed on the windshield!

Isn't it BE-U-TIFUL?

BG's carseat is a perfect match with the gray interior.  She and I made our first tour of the cul-de-sac on Saturday night when she asked... "mama, let's ride the circle like I do in MY new car!"

Speaking of BG's new ride...  

Garage Sale x 3 + Day 1 = no posts

The past five days have seriously rocked my world as we set up and sold 60% of Baby Girl's wardrobe (sizes 0-3T) from my driveway, planned and partied in celebration of BG's Big 3, and got psyched for her first day of big girl pre-school.  I promise to share lots of stories and pictures from all three tremendous events -- but for now I'm headed to nap.

Shoot a few prayers out for BG's first day today -- I can't wait to hear the stories she has for me tonight!

Adorable Bubble Blowing Skirt for my Bubble Blowing Baby Girl!

Grosgain did it again and wow'd me with this latest giveaway -- tell me BG doesn't need this for her big 3 Bday party!  Which by the way -- invites have gone out!  Hooray!!

Check out the link:
Bubble Blowing Skirt

 

Grace or a Cereal Bar

In a follow up to my post on Grace -- here's how it's going.

The other morning, a very rough morning, Baby Girl was... well, let's just say "over emotional" and overly tired. She wasn't happy about much of anything and mama was definitely not "doing it right." Like not turning up her "new music" loud enough. Oh no E-I-E-I-O how I hear you in my sleep!

So I did what church told me to do, and prayed for grace. "God, please let BG give me a little GRACE!!"

And the little voice from the back seat replied... "but mama, I don't have any grace. I do have a cereal bar, do you want that?"

I think that was a GREAT answer to my prayers!