Dress Up

S features her swimsuit, kitty ears, fairy wand, Hello Kitty mittens, cape (from Etsy.com), knee high socks (not pictured), and slippers (not pictured). I am pretty sure there is a tutu under there somewhere too.

A New Era is Upon Us

S has started requesting (and eating!) her own concoctions. This morning she asked the husband for a turkey, cheese, peanut butter and honey sandwich. W didn't want to make it for her because he was sure she wouldn't eat it. We decided not to force her to only eat what we deem to be acceptable meals so he made the sandwich. She ate the whole thing!

Truth be told, I used to eat the craziest things, including peanut butter on hot dogs, so I can't blame her that much. It is surely genetics. :D

Everything and nothing

A lot has been going on lately but I haven't really wanted to talk about it.

So. I have a hole in my foot. A small one but in a very sensitive spot. It is nearly impossible to walk or stand for more than 30 minutes at a time. The husband claims he is going to pitch in more to help. Still waiting for it. Helping is not his strong suit. Maybe I'll come up with a list of what I want done. lol

The goofball is getting older. This week she slept in her own bed two nights in a row. That makes it nights #2 and #3 that she has slept without me. She also is doing the potty thing all by herself. She's been PT for a while but she decided she doesn't need help with anything *ahem wiping*. She can also get food out of the fridge. Gotta get going on that college fund.

S is taking a ballet/tap class this fall at the rec center. You should have seen the look in her eyes when she saw the tap shoes I bought her. *love* I wasn't able to take her to her last class but husband did. So sad I missed it.

The girl is at school right now and I should be working. My dad called the minute I got home and I didn't want to deal with him so I let it go. Minutes later I get an email from him guilting me for not answering the phone. Pretty sure if I did I would have let loose a string of profanities at him. I don't know why he bothers me so much. That is a lie, I do. What I really don't know is what to do about it. If I told him, it would bite me in the ass but ignoring him doesn't seem to work either.

I am thinking about taking Zoloft again. Usually I can control my seemingly endless mild depression with exercise and diet. My diet is for shit right now and I haven't been able to exercise in 2 months because of injuries, illness and lack of childcare.

So there you have it. I've got nothing done and S threw a fit when I dropped her off this morning and I told her teacher I could pick her up at 11:30 if she needed me to. I would have to leave in 22 minutes. Guess I get 22 minutes of work in today and I really want to cry.

My Daughter Likes Worksheets

LMAO. While I was making dinner, goofball demanded I give her worksheet after worksheet for her to do. For the worksheet that asked her to circle the meats, she asked me what meat was. I told her - anything that is part of a dead animal. What is a fruit or vegetable? That was a little harder. Something that grew in a tree, on a bush or in the ground that mommy didn't have to make in the oven. (I had to uninclude cakes.)

Does this mean goofball is a born bureaucrat?

For dinner, husband and I had Eggplant Bharta from La Dolce Vegan and goofball had a hot dog. She took one look at the eggplant and wanted nothing to do with it.

3 is the Golden Age in Parenting

lol

AG has always been a bad sleeper. One night W was out of town for a conference and I spent 2.5 hours walking her around in the Ergo. She had just fallen asleep when someone shouted hi to me from across the street and woke her. It was 11 o'clock and I had a baby in a backpack, I don't know what he was thinking.

I just told AG that she had to take a nap to have energy to make pizza dough with me this afternoon. She went and hopped in bed. *shock* I hear her annoying daddy (who is also trying to sleep) but we are making progress.

The Ergo was a lifesaver BTW and it saved in gas money. :)

S and Addition

Little miss smarty-pants discovered some window clings that had numbers (both numerals and object count), addition signs and equals signs. So we've been working on addition. She understands pretty well the order things go in - reading from left to right, how to count up the total number of objects to get the object count on the other side of the equals sign, etc. She had me ask at school for her teacher to give her the addition works. I was a little embarrassed to ask because I didn't want the school to think I was pushing her but she asked me repeatedly to tell Ms. Lisa that she wanted addition works, so I did.

S turned 3 in April.

Funny Tattooed Girl

The other day we stopped at for burritos at our local chain. I think it is the only place in the area where the employees all have body piercings, tattoos and hair color that is not found in nature. In other words, I love it! So the spouse sits down with Agent Goofball (AG) at a table next to two large tattooed men.

AG looks at the tattooed men and says, "Daddy, look. They have tattoos just like me!" She was sporting a temporary Spiderman tattoo.

The guys seemed to think it was incredibly cute and I thought it was incredibly funny. At least until I wondered how old she would be before she got her first tattoo. All I ask is no tattoos on the neck.