So, mommy will be on a short blog break because. . . we are taking a trip to Arkansas! Sadly, daddy has to stay home and work.
I don’t even know where Arkansas is, but I’m so excited to see Aunt Kimmy, Uncle Kris and my cousins!
My bag is packed and I’m ready to go! Except, mommy says that I need to go to sleep first. How can I go to sleep when I’m so excited?
Ready or not, Arkansas. . .here we come!
Currently, Olivia’s favorite past time is playing trains. Her favorite train is Percy from Thomas the Tank Engine. A long time ago, she decided that Thomas was mommy’s train and James was daddy’s train. Every time we play trains together, these are our assigned trains. Because she loves Percy so much. . she sleeps with this particular train every night. I mean, who wouldn’t want to sleep next to something that you adore, right? That, however, is only half of the story. Every night she rounds up all three trains. She makes sure Percy is nestled in bed beside her. After bedtime stories are read and Olivia is tucked in for the night, I always find Thomas waiting for me on my side of the bed and James is waiting for daddy on his side of the bed. What a shining example of the thoughtfulness of a three year old. . .almost brings tears to my eyes.
I love the funny things that Olivia says and I enjoy watching her reasoning and negotiating skills develop. Here are a few examples. I need to start writing them down because I know there are many that I’m forgetting. . .
She had a nerd stuck between her toes and upon discovering what it was, attempted to eat it. I said, “No, we don’t know where that came from.” She looked at me matter-of-factly and said, “It came from my foot!”
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We have a tough, tough time getting her to eat. It seems we’re always saying, “Take two more bites of this and two more bites of that and you’ll be done.” So, now our conversations go like this.
Me: Take two more bites of strawberries and two more bites of your sandwich.
Olivia: How about 1 more bite of strawberry and then we can go downstairs?
Me: No, two more bites of strawberries and two more bites of sandwich. Don’t you want to grow big and strong?
Olivia: No, I just want to go downstairs.
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Olivia and Ryan were running around the house clapping and daddy was getting tired. He told Olivia that he was going to stop, so she asked, “Can daddy walk slow and clap?” How can you argue with that? She’s always negotiating and always making us smile. . .
And becoming quite the clever little girl. . .
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