Sunday, March 22, 2009

E's newest excitement

Cousin Micheal came through big time, in the eyes of E, this week. He found a wooden swing set abandoned that needed a little girl to play on it. He disassembled it and gave it to my dad. E was so excited to see swings come to her house. She was disappointed to see them get put in the shed for now, but she'll be so excited when G'pa comes back to put it up. Now, she'll have a swing at G'ma and G'pa's and at home. What is more exciting than that?!

Additionally, Cousin Micheal found a little bike for her. E and G'pa had lots of fun yesterday going all over the yard with it. E can't quite figure out how to make it go by herself, but she knows that she has to get her feet on those peddles. So, she'll figure it out one of these days. Meanwhile, its tons of fun to have G'pa pull you all over! Its also fun to put dolls and stuffed animals on to ride. Now, we just need some of that nice weather back so that we can play outside!

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

"Hom"

At 21.5 months, E has finally named me. Some mothers hope and pray that 'momma' will be the first word out of their precious bundle's mouth. I knew that 'dadda' probably would be since he stayed home with her all last year. However, months passed and she didn't name either one of us! Since she named no one, it didn't bother us. Whatever. She was a slow starter at talking. We didn't worry.

However a month or so ago, E saw a picture of Jut and finally said "Daddy". He got a name from the precocious toddler. E began to use the name more and more. We had the conversation numerous times everyday that Daddy is a church during the day. It actually goes something like this
E: "Daddy?"
C: "Where's Daddy?"
E: "Church"
C: "Yes, Daddy's at the church. He's working"
and then we repeat it at least 2 or 3 more times. She'd call him "Daddy". Me, nothing. No name. No designation...when we'd press her to name me, she just grin a devilish little smile. I was just an extension of herself that was always around...did I really need a name?

Last week at 21.5 months, she finally looked at me and said "Hom". "Hom". Who doesn't dream of being called "Hom"? She can say 'blueberries' and 'curious', but can't manage "mom" or "mommy" or "momma"? What a crazy girl! My mom came over today and she called her "Grammy"...so cute, so sweet...and I get "Hom"?! I guess there are worse things to be called, but she just makes me shake my head sometimes. At least I finally have a name from that little stinker!

Sunday, March 15, 2009

A visit to G'pa and G'ma's

Since moving back, we've made a sort of habit of going over to my folk's house for pizza on Saturday nights. We love Mom's pizza and they love to see E...so its a mutually beneficial arrangement. We went over last night, as usual, and it was fun, as always.

When we got there, Dad had decided that it was warm enough to hang up E's swing. So, he went outside and got it ready. He came back inside, grabbed E and took her outside. When he rounded the back of the house, he set her down. She saw the swing and took off running. I don't know who's smile was bigger when I got outside to check on them...G'pa's or E's. Both were grinning from ear to ear. I think E enjoyed it more this spring than she did last year and she LOVED it last year!

After everyone came back inside, Mom and Dad were showing me their newest 'toy'...a car GPS unit. We were plotting different addresses and seeing the various routes that it would send you. We were very involved with it, and suddenly it struck Jut that we hadn't heard from E in a while. So, he got up and went looking for her. Quiet little girls always give cause for alarm...and this time was no different. He walked into the living room, saw her, burst into laughter and came out to get us.

We look in the doorway and there she is...Dad's Valentine's day heart candy box wide open on the couch and chocolate all over E's face and hands. We all started laughing and E, who knew that she was in the wrong, burst into tears. G'pa went over to calm her down and she very nicely offered to share her piece of chocolate with him. Now what made this even funnier was that my dad cherishes his chocolates. He loves the carmel-filled ones and he always saves them for last. The only ones left in the box were the carmel-filled ones and she ate his favorite kind...it would have been his last piece in the box eventually had E not gotten a hold of it. I guess it might teach G'pa NOT to save his favorites...you never know when a curious little girl is going to get into them first!

E always gets a bath at G'ma and G'pa's on Saturday nights, too. She loves their tub and the warmth of their bathroom (it sits directly over the wood furnace in the basement). So, part of the fun is going with G'pa to fix the fire to get the bathroom really nice and warm. Fixing the fire gets almost as big of a grin as swinging. G'pa lets her put wood in and who knows what else, but she loves it. I don't know what she'll do when the fire goes out at the end of the season because she loves to pull him over to the door to go downstairs...she'll be disappointed when there's no more fire. When she a pyromaniac later in life, I'll remember who to thank.

It really was just a typical night at Mom and Dad's but E had an even better time than usual. What can beat a swing, a fire, a bath and chocolate????

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Newest 'hiding' spot

The cabinet is suppose to be a china cabinet, but I didn't bother to unpack all of it this fall. Now, it serves as a place that we can get things out of E's reach...until now. Well, we still can keep stuff on the top 2 shelves away from her.

Pumpkin also thinks that its a good hiding place from curious little girls!