Not every conversation with Ellen ends with whining or wailing.
*cue crickets*
Well, alright, most of them do.
But she’s been having a streak of Cute this week and I’m taking these little moments and holding them tight. They balance out the Crazy.
She spent one day with her blankie wrapped around her neck, holding a toy bear. She said she was wearing her baby in a sling. This is preferable to her usual routine, which is to pull her shirt up and feed her blankie from her “bottoms.”
Speaking of her Sacred Blankie, her love for it has not dwindled, no matter how much it unravels and smells. She sat and cuddled with Andrew and I on the couch the other day. She held up her thumb and showed it to Andrew. “Wook, Daddy. Wook at my fumm.”
He complimented her on her thumb.
“Mm-hmm. I stick it in my mouf. Then I stick my boinkie in my nose.”
Yep, she does. I don’t know how she doesn’t pass out from the stench of her favorite corner, but up her nose it goes. (And don’t even start with me about washing that thing more often. It’s started to unravel, so I’m scared to wash it, plus, you can’t fathom the hysterics she goes into when it “takes a bath.” Oh, wait, yes, you can.)
And I am loving the way she says “stuck.” It’s “skuck.” So today, she got “skuck in her skirk.” (Skirk would be Ellen-speak for “skirt.”)
And finally, falling in the category of “Proof that Ellen is Our Kid,” when the boys were playing MarioKart on the Wii, Ellen got excited when she saw the trophy cup at the end. “Oooo. Is dere coffee in dat?”
I’ve never seen her daddy so proud of her. I’m pretty sure he shed a tear.
And then he gave her a sip of his coffee.
11.9.2009
Britten sat with me and we read this post together. I almost fell out of my chair at the “Ellen language.” I feel a little more normal now, my oldest tries to feed his stuffed animals “baby milk” also.
11.10.2009
ROTFL!!!!!! You raise em right at Vitafam! Great to laugh first thing in the morning! blessings, jen in al
11.10.2009
That reminds me of a book by Kevin Henkes. I think it is Wemberly Worries. I may be wrong though
11.10.2009
That is hilarious!
11.10.2009
I will forever look at the trophy on Mario Kart with a new appreciation! and smile! Being a fellow coffee lover, I sure appreciate her statement:)
11.10.2009
That is so funny!
My oldest, Sage, used to give his sleepy bear mama milk.
11.12.2009
My son had a kiki with a corner that he kept up his nose. One day when he was about two he told me it was the “yucky corner” because he “stuck it in my nose and got a boogie on it.” BA!
11.13.2009
You have to love those coffee-drinking toddlers! I probably already sent you a link to this post (I forgot that it was in response to one of yours), but just in case I didn’t, here’s my story about my own coffee addict: http://kitchensinkinc.blogspot.com/2009/07/note-multiple-children-not-necessarily.html