Thunder

There was a storm while Big Girl was napping and Brother Bear was eating.  Thunder woke Big Girl up, so I ran to get her.  While getting her, Brother Bear start crying.  He is mad that I stopped feeding him to get Big Girl.


Big Girl:  Brother Bear doesn't like thunder, too!

A Day to Remember

I've enjoyed starting this, because it has forced me to be present. It has really helped me to be aware of the conversations, so I can catch the memorable moments. This has been no easy feat when trying to juggle an inquisitive 3 year old who is ready to assert her independence, a 1 year old boy who does not like to sit still, and a - well, let's just say, big baby. Today, I did not have to be paying much attention, because the moments were aplenty!

Our first moment begins with the introduction of Brother. He is not really speaking, well, unless you count "DUHAH" (dog) and "UH UH" (uh-oh OR I'm about to throw this!). Nevertheless, his behavior was blog worthy today.

Brother loves to open and close doors. He finds them fascinating, and I like to assume that my future physicist is only developing his understanding of all things physics. So, while he is playing with the door to his bedroom, I am cleaning the house. All of a sudden, I hear him crying. I know he is mad because he has shut the door all the way and cannot reach the doorknob. So, I go to open the door.

This only makes him angry. Apparently, he wanted it closed.


Unfortunately, once it is closed, he is again frustrated. So, after him pushing on the door for some time, I finally get the door opened enough for him to see me. And this is his reaction:

This is the beginning of his heart melting "hold me" gesture!
It was so rough he needed a cuddle to feel better. I guess my physicist has a little ways to go.

So, a little later in the day, we make a trip to the store. I am getting Brother out of the car seat when I look over to see this:

My bird tamer is talking to the birds like she does to her dog/baby doll/brother. "Come here." And everyone listens! Do you see how close the bird is to her? I was amazed!

Oh, and this is not the end of our day, not even close.

So, after our trip to the store, on the way home, I am a little distracted, and it is not until halfway through the conversation that I realize what is being said:
Big Girl: Mom, do doggies cough and hiccup?

Mom: (Not really thinking, just trying to stop the questions) Yes

Big Girl: Why do doggies cough and hiccup?

Mom: (Realizing what has just happened, but not really knowing the answer) Oh, well, dogs cough, but I do not think they hiccup.

Big Girl: (authoritatively) But, they do on Clifford.

Mom: (oh, really?) Yes, dogs can hiccup on Clifford, but I do not think they can in real life.

Big Girl: It's okay, next time I'll show you.

Side note: Apparently, rarely, dogs can hiccup, but it is usually a sign of a medical condition. She definitely showed me.
Big Girl's umbrella was still sitting on the floor. She had been asked to put it away before we left for the store.

Mom: I think I asked a little girl to put an umbrella away.

Big Girl: Yes, I'm sorry. It was an accident.

I wish nothing but the best for you.

Big Girl was most likely trying to tell me that she wants me to have the life of my dreams, although I do not know where she would have gotten that idea from in the first place.  Nevertheless, she walks in the room and announces:


Big Girl:  I wish you had your life in your dreams.


Pause


Big Girl:  Did you hear what I just said?
I wish you had your life in your dreams.


I'm still not sure how I should have responded - but I said:


Me:  Thank you, I hope you have the life of your dreams, too.