This is the last of the posts from my other blog. If you didn't see the other posts, I'm consolidating!
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Tonight I took Savannah out for a
walk. I've been waiting for Spring for so long so I can go outside with
her. The winter cold and darks seems to bog me down. It almost makes
me not feel like myself. It was so beautiful outside. It was actually
still light when we got done with supper! I was so excited! We had to
go out! As we were strolling, I couldn't help but look around at the
trees blooming and birds chirping. It smelled like spring. mmm.... It
lingered on my clothes even after being inside for a while after. Of
course, this is Arkansas and that means that the cold will come back
once or twice before the warmth officially stays. It supposed to get
colder tomorrow. It depresses me to even think of it.
I've
always known that it doesn't take much to get me excited. I think most
people who know me at all also know this. So what excited me tonight?
Savannah ate macaroni and cheese! Okay, I know that might be kind of
lame, but she's just so picky. I make sure to let her know how proud of
her I am when she tries something new. We've tried macaroni several
times. I think she just doesn't like the texture of pasta. Tonight, we
bought her some "Cars" mac and cheese (Cars is her new love.) I pumped
it up the whole way home from Wal-Mart. Then, once home I let her
stand next to me and "help" make it (she loves helping cook.) So, when
it was ready, even she was excited to eat it. Of course, as soon as she
did eat it, I took a pic and bragged on her. Well, after all the fuss,
she ate maybe 10 pieces, and then decided she didn't like it anymore
and was spitting out the pasta (again, I think the texture was bothering
her.) From then on she sat licking the cheese off her spoon and out of
the bowl. So, we made progress. Maybe even more next time. I can at
least say I refuse to give up!
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Tuesday, August 21, 2012
Bunny-O
I'm consolidating my old blog and this one. This is another of my old post from the other blog.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Tonight while putting Savannah down for bed, I watched her as she clung to her bunny. I tried not to laugh as I thought about poor old "Bunny-O", and his life. It started about a year ago. We got Bunny-O for Savannah at "Build-a-Bear." Of course, at that time she wasn't even a year old yet, but she knew something special was going on. She quickly became attached to it. She slept with it, and carried it around with her. Then, about two months ago Savannah got a stomach bug. She had diarrhea so bad, even at night while she was sleeping. One night it even leaked out her p.j.s. It was awful! Poor Bunny-O became a victim of the mess. So, I put him aside so I could clean him later. Savannah saw him sitting there, and asked for him. I tried to tell her that he was dirty and she could have him later. I cleaned him up, and again put him up to dry (again, right where she could him, mistake!) She kept asking for him, and I kept refusing. Finally, when he was no longer stinky and completely dry, I gave him back. To my surprise Savannah did not want him! She would not play with him or sleep with him. It was kind of sad. So this went on for about two months. I finally gave up trying. She had found a new love. Then, all of the sudden two weeks ago, she wants Bunny-O back. She had him for two days when she again got sick. She was crying in the middle of the night, and I went to her and pulled her out of her bed. I could smell the sickness. This time vomit. As I began to clean up, I pulled all of her blankets and stuffed animals out of her crib, sorting the clean from victims. As it turns out, all of her animals made it through the ordeal without getting anything on them, all of them except Bunny-O! Poor thing. As I realized this, I had to laugh. So, I again had to clean him and let him dry, but this time I used the wisdom I had gained from previous experiences. Bunny-O got a special spot in our laundry room so Savannah could not see him. Now all nice and clean, he is back where he belongs, in Savannah's arms.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Tonight while putting Savannah down for bed, I watched her as she clung to her bunny. I tried not to laugh as I thought about poor old "Bunny-O", and his life. It started about a year ago. We got Bunny-O for Savannah at "Build-a-Bear." Of course, at that time she wasn't even a year old yet, but she knew something special was going on. She quickly became attached to it. She slept with it, and carried it around with her. Then, about two months ago Savannah got a stomach bug. She had diarrhea so bad, even at night while she was sleeping. One night it even leaked out her p.j.s. It was awful! Poor Bunny-O became a victim of the mess. So, I put him aside so I could clean him later. Savannah saw him sitting there, and asked for him. I tried to tell her that he was dirty and she could have him later. I cleaned him up, and again put him up to dry (again, right where she could him, mistake!) She kept asking for him, and I kept refusing. Finally, when he was no longer stinky and completely dry, I gave him back. To my surprise Savannah did not want him! She would not play with him or sleep with him. It was kind of sad. So this went on for about two months. I finally gave up trying. She had found a new love. Then, all of the sudden two weeks ago, she wants Bunny-O back. She had him for two days when she again got sick. She was crying in the middle of the night, and I went to her and pulled her out of her bed. I could smell the sickness. This time vomit. As I began to clean up, I pulled all of her blankets and stuffed animals out of her crib, sorting the clean from victims. As it turns out, all of her animals made it through the ordeal without getting anything on them, all of them except Bunny-O! Poor thing. As I realized this, I had to laugh. So, I again had to clean him and let him dry, but this time I used the wisdom I had gained from previous experiences. Bunny-O got a special spot in our laundry room so Savannah could not see him. Now all nice and clean, he is back where he belongs, in Savannah's arms.
The things they say
*Some of you will find this funny (and not be surprised at all if you know me), but I forgot that I had set up a blog about 3 years ago and actually had a couple of posts on it. I have copied the posts to put on this blog so I can get rid of the other. Enjoy!
Thursday, May 28, 2009
So this blog is all about the funny things that Savannah says. I had to include them in my blog so I don't forget about all the adorable things she says. She just turned two and is talking like crazy, but she doesn't always get it right which means we get a lot of laughs out of it.
So to start off...lately we're trying to get her to say "I love you". Though she's said it before you can't really tell what she's saying. It's all jumbled together, so we've been breaking it down for her and asking her to repeat us. I....Love....You. She does great on the "I' and the "love", but she has problems with the "you" part. Oh, she can say the word "you" that's not the issue. She says "me" instead! I...love...me. LOL! Too funny!
Okay, another funny one is the word "zip". She can say it just fine if you ask her to repeat you. It's the times she decides to say it all on her own that's so funny. For instance, she'll put a jacket on and start messing with the zipper trying to figure it out. After a while, she'll turn to one of us and say "piz." So if you ever hear her say "piz" now you know what it means. (It's not the other not so nice word that it almost sounds like!)
We try to be good parents and teach our daughter some manners. She's doing pretty well with it. She knows that when some one gives her something you respond by using your manners. While we've taught her to say thank you, she just won't say it! Instead she chooses to say "welcome." At least she gets the concept. I'm sure she'll eventually get it!
So this one is a total opposite of the manners thing (well, kind of.) As with all little ones they at some point realize that there comes a little sound from their behind once in a while. A "toot" as we call it. We've tried to teach Savannah to say excuse me when she does this. We were shopping once, and she did it in public so I looked at her and said "What do you say?" She responded with "I toot!" I tried not to laugh, but it was just too funny! Of course, after I was done laughing, I made her say excuse me. Now when she does it, she looks up with a big smile and says "I toot!" (I guess I shouldn't have laughed that first time!) Of course, I always respond with "What do you say?" and she says "me" (which is how she says excuse me, but almost seems like a confession of who did it!)
Often when Savannah ate peanut butter it was on her toast "peanut butter toast." So now when she sees a jar of peanut butter she calls it "pea butter toast".
One of her first words was "ball." I loved how everything round was a ball. At Target the big round red cement balls out front were "balls." She wanted to play with them. LOL! Watermelons at the grocery store were "balls." She got mad because I wouldn't let her have the "ball."
I'm sure I'll think of more that I don't want to ever forget. Be prepared for additions to this blog!
Thursday, May 28, 2009
So this blog is all about the funny things that Savannah says. I had to include them in my blog so I don't forget about all the adorable things she says. She just turned two and is talking like crazy, but she doesn't always get it right which means we get a lot of laughs out of it.
So to start off...lately we're trying to get her to say "I love you". Though she's said it before you can't really tell what she's saying. It's all jumbled together, so we've been breaking it down for her and asking her to repeat us. I....Love....You. She does great on the "I' and the "love", but she has problems with the "you" part. Oh, she can say the word "you" that's not the issue. She says "me" instead! I...love...me. LOL! Too funny!
Okay, another funny one is the word "zip". She can say it just fine if you ask her to repeat you. It's the times she decides to say it all on her own that's so funny. For instance, she'll put a jacket on and start messing with the zipper trying to figure it out. After a while, she'll turn to one of us and say "piz." So if you ever hear her say "piz" now you know what it means. (It's not the other not so nice word that it almost sounds like!)
We try to be good parents and teach our daughter some manners. She's doing pretty well with it. She knows that when some one gives her something you respond by using your manners. While we've taught her to say thank you, she just won't say it! Instead she chooses to say "welcome." At least she gets the concept. I'm sure she'll eventually get it!
So this one is a total opposite of the manners thing (well, kind of.) As with all little ones they at some point realize that there comes a little sound from their behind once in a while. A "toot" as we call it. We've tried to teach Savannah to say excuse me when she does this. We were shopping once, and she did it in public so I looked at her and said "What do you say?" She responded with "I toot!" I tried not to laugh, but it was just too funny! Of course, after I was done laughing, I made her say excuse me. Now when she does it, she looks up with a big smile and says "I toot!" (I guess I shouldn't have laughed that first time!) Of course, I always respond with "What do you say?" and she says "me" (which is how she says excuse me, but almost seems like a confession of who did it!)
Often when Savannah ate peanut butter it was on her toast "peanut butter toast." So now when she sees a jar of peanut butter she calls it "pea butter toast".
One of her first words was "ball." I loved how everything round was a ball. At Target the big round red cement balls out front were "balls." She wanted to play with them. LOL! Watermelons at the grocery store were "balls." She got mad because I wouldn't let her have the "ball."
I'm sure I'll think of more that I don't want to ever forget. Be prepared for additions to this blog!
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