She said what?

Tonight at bedtime, Breanna was laying in my lap, not so much to hug her baby sister, but just to avoid getting in bed.  But we played it off, encouraging her to give her baby sister pats and tell her good night.  She just sat there, so Shane said, "What's she saying in there?"  Without missing a beat, Breanna said, "I want out!"

She did eventually say, "I love my baby sister," before finally getting in bed.  :-)

Things to say during church...especially at the quiet moments...Part 2

Christmas Eve Service 2008

Following a temper tantrum during the first song, followed by a "discussion" with daddy, she was great, even considering what happened in the immediate silence following the second song. Maybe 10 minutes into the service, in complete silence, the entire church (yes, not just the row behind or in front of us) laughed upon hearing loudly, "Are we done yet?"

Things You Don't Think You'll Ever Say Part 6...

"Honey, be careful with Texas.  No, no, don't eat it!"

The ornament we got when we visited Steven in Texas was being absentmindedly chewed on after having been removed from the tree for the millionth time.  :-)

You're not a what?

Today on the way to BSF, we had Beautiful One playing in the car.  The lyrics are:

Beautiful One I love, 

Beautiful One I adore,

Beautiful One, my soul must sing.

Breanna said, "I'm beautiful."  I said, "Yes, you are.  God made you beautiful."  (I wasn't paying attention to the song that was on yet.)  Then she said, "I'm not a door."  I said, "What?  You're not a what?"  She said, "A door.  I'm not a door."

After I realized what song was playing I laughed for quite a while, and then I explained what the word "adore" means, and also the fact that while she is beautiful, the song wasn't actually written about her!

Then on a more serious note, How Deep the Father's Love For Us came on, and one of the lines is "The father turns his face away."  She questioned this and I said he just turned his face away for a little bit, but that he would never turn his face away from Breanna.  She didn't seem to understand, so I actually had to come up with the 2-year-old's version of Jesus' sacrifice on the cross.  It was really simplified, but I think she got the idea.  And oddly enough, she was sweeter all day than she has been for the last week!!

What kind of show is that???

Terry was gracious enough to watch Breanna yesterday for an hour or so at the church while Shane and I went for our first ultrasound.  Before her nap she had had a meltdown because Care Bears wasn't quite over, and then I had to wake her up before she was ready.  So I said I had already packed up all her shows to take so she could watch them with Terry (which I'm sure he enjoyed).  So the whole car ride to the church was me reassuring her about all the many shows I brought.  Here was the basic conversation:

Me: I brought Signing Time, Letter Factory, Charlotte's Web, Cinderella, Care Bears, and Nemo.

Breanna: And Pancake?

Me: Pancake?

Breanna, with confidence: Pancake.

Me: I don't know a show about a pancake.  

Breana: Pancake.

Me: Are you hungry?

Breanna: No.

Me: Because I brought you lots of snacks, but I didn't bring you any pancakes.

Breanna, after a minute to think: Strawberry Shortcake?

Me: Oh!!!!!!!!  Yes, I brought the Strawberry Shortcake movie, too.

You know when your child watch too much TV when...

A) she can sing along with all the theme songs, and if she's seen that particular episode before, she even talks along with it.

and

B) after I said a bedtime prayer (she hasn't wanted to pray in a while and I can't figure out why, since she used to say the sweetest prayers), she said, "And say prayers for Diego!!!"  So I said, "and thank you, God, for Diego."

:-)

We know we can do it!!!

Breanna needed an antibiotic for a minor ear infection, so yesterday we walked from Shane's store to Kroger to get it.  By Kroger, they had a bunch of mums for sale and she said, "Flowers!  Honeysuckle!!!"  (We've been watching Pooh Bear a lot lately.)

Then in Kroger, she walked all the way across the store to the pharmacy singing the Dora song: 

"Come on, vamanos.  Everybody, let's go.  Come on, let's get to it.  We know that we can do it.  Where are we going?  To get medicine!  Where are we going?  To get medicine!"  I just wished there were more people in the store to enjoy the song!!!

The pool is what???

Our friends have a very nice pool.  Currently, however, the pool water is kind of forest/puke green.  Breanna said she loved to swim in their pool, and then Shane said, "Yes, but remember the water is green, so we can't swim in it right now.  We have to wait for the water to be clear."  She replied, "Queer?"  Um, not exactly, but we'll work on that pronunciation.

Learning the Bible

Yesterday's Sunday school lesson was about Daniel and the lions' den.  At lunch, we were asking her for details on the story and she said, "God shut their mouths."  We were impressed that she really understood the story, and then she added, "with sticky tape!"  I thought, wow, sticky tape really does do wonders - thank you, Dora!  Then it took a little of the humor away when we realized that her handout did indeed have sticky tape over the pictures of the lions' mouths to symbolize them being shut.  But hey, she still got the idea.  

Never heard of that one...

Doing an alphabet puzzle with Breanna, she had to tell me all the words she could come up with that started with whichever letter she picked up randomly before it could go in the puzzle.  When we got to "o", she said "ostrich," since we had just done an animal puzzle.  When I picked up "r," she said, "rrrr."  I said, "Yes, it says rrrr, but what words start with rrrr?"  She thought for a minute, and then said with a big smile, "Rstrich."

What Daddy teaches...

This morning with yogurt and crunch munch for breakfast, we had an example of Breanna remembering what her Daddy said.  A little bit of her food (yogurt and Grape Nuts, in case you wondered what crunch munch was) was falling over the edge of her bowl.  I pointed it out to her and she said, "Mayday, mayday!!!"  

And that was after she randomly commented on how much she loved her daddy and that he is beautiful.  Such a daddy's girl!!

4th of July Prayers

After a full day of Kyra's bday party followed by dinner and fireworks at the Langstons with George and Yance, Breanna was whooped and got to bed at close to 11 pm.  Sheesh!!  As Daddy said prayers thanking God for the great day and our country where we're free, she blurted out, "And purple!!" because on the way home we had asked her what her favorite color is.  I guess she has changed from pink to purple and just wanted to thank God for her new favorite! 

Then after I laid her down and said I love you one more time, she said, one more time, "Celebwate Amewica."  And then I think she was asleep before I left the room.  :-)

Just want to remember how she says it...

After Breanna broke her arm at Steven's house, we had it set at St. Vincent's Children's Hospital aka Peyton Manning Children's Hospital at St. Vincent's.  While we were there she needed her pacifier all day, but at some point in the recovery room, it fell on the floor.  We took it away, saying it was dirty and she didn't like that too much, but we made it through.

Yesterday, I took her to the doctor to get some weird spots looked at.  Before we left, she said, "We go see the doctor in the hosibal?  My pacifier not fall on the floor in the hosibal."  A: I thought it was cute that she remembered that even though it happened while she was recovering from anesthesia - that's how important her pacifier is to her, and B: I made her repeat herself numerous times just to hear her say "hosibal."

Crunch munch

Breanna likes GrapeNuts cereal, which she calls crunch munch.  She has refused to eat anything else for breakfast lately and also required it for dinner tonight.  But this time, she wouldn't sit in her seat either.  Since we'd had a rough evening (no nap today), I let her eat it sort of on-the-go, so there was now cereal all over the floor (which of course I'd just vacuumed).  

Then as she was walking around, she got a piece stuck between her toes.  She stopped, bent down, pulled it out and then, of course, ate it.  To top it all off, when we told Shane about it, what did he say?  "That's my girl!"  Yeah, well, that's my husband.

Things to say during church...especially at the quiet moments

We've already said, "I got a boogie outta my nose," and "Go poopie in the potty."  So now, while not as obviously embarrassing, this was still silly.  This past Sunday Breanna was patting Shane and said, "I need to wipe that mole off of you."  Probably not going to happen.

For all you Dora fans out there...

The other day, as Breanna was refusing to eat her dinner (very typical), she finally said, "Swiper needs to come swipe my dinner."  I couldn't help but laugh.  :-)

Things I don't want to forget

This is old, but I just remembered it recently.  

Breanna loves her bunny from Aunt Dana so much.  So much in fact, that she "loves her like family.  Like a sister."  

Just gives me a smile - where she would get the idea to say something so sweet, I don't know, but it's cute nevertheless!!

And then to preserve the other side of the coin...

Today at the park, after a 5-min and 2-min time warning, I said, "Okay, kiddo, one more slide down, okay?" and she said, "Okay."  So after that slide she took off to climb something else.  I followed her and said, "Breanna, that's not obeying Mommy."  And she replied, "No, I not obey you."  Needless to say, we left kicking and screaming...her, not me.

New language

Dinner last night (almost repeated tonight, which is what reminded me that I didn't write it down yesterday!)...

We were talking about how in Finding Nemo, Dory speaks "Whale".  We like to imitate this at the table for some reason, quite often as a matter of fact.  If you'd like a sample of "Whale," you'll have to give me a call sometime and Breanna or I can perform a line for you.

Then partway through the meal, Shane blessed us with the biggest, most horrendous belch ever at the table.  Yes, almost 8 years of marriage and I still don't have him trained any better.  :-)   He said, "Pardon me," so at least that's good.  :-)  Then Breanna did an imitation burp, followed by her own, "Pahn me."  Then she said, and this made us almost fall in the floor laughing, "I speakin' Ack."  But then of course, since we laughed so hard, she kept fake burping until it got a little excessive.  But hey, it was still a great time with the whole family laughing together.

Oh, and if you need a sample of "Ack," just call and we'll have Shane take care of that for you.

As a matter of fact, that's true!

My daughter enjoys being naked. I don't mind this - I think it's cute. But it's the dead of winter and it's really cold, so I can't figure out why she still wants to be naked all the time. But anyway...

A week or so ago, when Shane was home sick with pneumonia, we were both sitting on the couch. After Breanna had visited the potty, she had refused any clothing and then came up to us on the couch and stated quite clearly, "Mommy sittin' on a couch. Daddy sittin' on a couch. Weanna naked."

Now I'm at my mom's, where I've been for the past week. The other day, to make sure we knew what color shirt we were each wearing, she informed us that "Mommy pink, Gwammy bwue, Weanna naked."

Just making sure we got that straight.

Sweet Prayers

Tonight at dinner, Breanna prayed for the first time by herself without repeating after me or Shane.  There were actually four separate prayers, plus the one at bedtime.  Here is our best recollection of them all.

1.  Dear God.  Thanks you a day.  An a pwaying (playing).  God a meet a needs (her BSF theme last week was "God will meet all our needs").  Rind around the rosie, pocket a posies, ashes, ashes.  Ring around a rosie song!  Amen.

2.  Thanks you a God.  Thanks you a Mommy.  Thanks you a Daddy.  Thanks you a Grammy.  Thanks you a Weanna (Breanna).  Amen.

3.  Thanks you a Mommy and Daddy and Grammy and Weanna, and Grammy and Mommy and Bible and all together.  Amen.  (This was the first time she had ever actually used the word "and."

4.  Thanks you God. Thanks you a day.  Thanks you a Mommy and Daddy and Grammy and picture and door and tree and picture and picture and fishies and box and 2 boxes (not sure what the second box is).  And Mommy and Grammy (just in case you didn't get that the first time around).

The Bedtime Prayer:  Dear God.  Thanks you a day.  Not wisten a Daddy - time to eat.  Thanks a water in a milk cup.  (Shane brought her water in her milk cup just before bed, but previously she had not listened several times, including when it was time to eat, so I guess she was confessing her sins to God there.)  Amen.

Wow.  I just hope her example will remind me that I need to have prayer more in the forefront of my mind!!

It's a bird...it's a plane...it's...what?

We already knew Breanna loved to see airplanes.  I mean loved, loved, loved!!  

Last week a big weird helicopter flew over our house 3 days in a row.  Actually, one of the days there were two matching helicopters that went over together.  So we're pretty obsessed with helicopters now.  Shane even pulled out a couple pics of a big group of helicopters that he took (he took the pics, not the helicopters) when he went to the race last year.

But the best part of this obsession is the way Breanna says the word helicopter.  I need to audio record it to preserve it for posterity before it improves too much.  :-)  I will spell it phonetically and you'll just have to imagine the most beautiful little girl with the sweetest little voice saying it:

hopdotder

Say it out loud a few times and hopefully you can appreciate the cuteness of it.  :-)

Oh, and while we're discussing her cute words, my other latest favorite one is for what is aka "Grammy's cookies," which is what she finally had to say since we had the worst time translating what came out as "more-coons."  We thought she had learned about raccoons somewhere and she got so frustrated trying to tell us she wanted one of Grammy's macaroon cookies that she left here.  So it's still more-coons, but now at least I know what it is!!  :-)

What about the bacon?

Over the last few months, when Breanna is upset about Daddy going to work, he has told her that he doesn't want to go to work, that he'd rather stay home and play with her, but that he has to go bring home the bacon.  

A few weeks ago, she asked for Daddy when she got up and then quickly answered herself, saying, "Daddy went away."  I said, "Where did Daddy go?" and she said, "Daddy take a bacon a work."

Then this afternoon, we were talking about Daddy again, and I asked if she remembered why Daddy was at work, and she said, "The bacon."

I about fell off my chair laughing and had to call Shane and tell him.

Aah, my sweet, smart Breanna.

Mommy impressions

Tonight, in the quest for a lost book, which could possibly have been under the coffee table (but wasn't), I bent over, while on my hands and knees, to look underneath it.  As I looked, I realized I'm still congested enough that suddenly intense pressure caused serious pain all around my head and I had to get upright.  As I did so, I groaned and put my hands on my head.  I thought that was the end of it.

About a minute later, Breanna, while also looking for the missing book, got literally nose-down on the carpet (not looking under the table, because maybe she didn't realize that's what I had been doing), and then got up.  First she put her hands on her cheeks and moaned, and then moved them to her head and continued moaning and groaning.  This was one of those moments we would pay a ton to have gotten on tape - we're talking Funniest Home Videos here.

So anyway, we realized this is a sign of how much she's going to start mimicking our behavior, so we've got to be on our toes!!  (Not literally, of course!)

New Latin

Now we're not just relating to the Latin words, we're mutating them.  

Today over the leftovers from yesterday, "Yook.  Cheesy shellsis deo.  Gwo-o-o-0-ria."

To Avoid Bedtime

Generally, Breanna is pretty great about bedtime and naptime.  But over these last few days, while Shane has taken a few days off work, just so he doesn't waste vacation time he'd otherwise lose, we've been staying up late and sleeping in.  So now she's all messed up.

So tonight, after yelling about bedtime, and then talking for about an hour, she finally started the really upset cry.  So I went in to check on her and she said, "Poop on the potty."  Not wanting to doubt that maybe she really needed to go, we quietly and in dim light went to the potty.  She did immediately go, but said she needed to go more.  Then for several minutes I listened to the rundown of all the interesting things in the bathroom.  For instance, I heard, "Mommy's hair all wet.  Beautiful hair, Mommy."  "Hey, yook, ducky."  "Hey, yook, Bweanna's letters over dere."  "Hey, yook, Bweanna's cups." And so on, and so on.  I finally put her, screaming, back to bed after there was no potty result.

Then Shane went in a few minutes later to try to calm her down, and suddenly the earth-shattering cry stopped and transformed into, "Yook, Noah's Ark over dere [followed by naming many of the animals on said Noah's Ark]."  "Hey, yook, a tissue."  "Read a Wocket in a Pocket."  And so on, and so on.  Finally he left her, screaming, in bed.  Then finally, the screaming stopped.  Boy, do we have to get back on schedule!!!

Is that Latin?

During the Christmas season, Breanna learned quite a few Christmas songs, and it is a joy to hear her sing them, usually getting most of the words right!

Tonight at dinner, which was shells and cheese, hot dogs and green beans (yes, extremely healthy, I know), she put her thumb in a shell and said, "Look, Mom, a shell."  This was followed by, "in excelsis deo," several times and then we sang the whole chorus of Angels We Have Heard on High several more times.  

It's amazing how her mind relates things - not too much unlike the bizarre ways her mommy's mind works sometimes, too!